fr>.?:i 


r            -    '^'   -'-  ....  J'- 

:^ 


CHOICE  HtWiVS, 


\H  OFP^^ 


SOCIAL  AND  miYATB^S^^IO^y^J'^^'^ 


LORD'S  MY  SCHOOLS 


AND 


^ 


SELECTED  BY  JONATHAN  HOWE, 


It  is  good  to  sing  praises  to  our  God  '.  for  it  is  plcisnnt ;  aai 
praiae  id  comely  for  the  upright.  David, 


SEOOUJD  EDITION, 


BOSTON  i 
J.  HOWK,  m  MKRC HANTS  ROW. 


Digitized  by  the  Internet  Arcliive 

in  2011  witli  funding  from 

Calvin  College 


http://www.arGhive.org/details/GhoiGehymnsforsoOOhowe 


CHOICE   HYMNS. 


GGD....INCOMPREHExNSlBLE, 

1.     L.  M. 

I  GOD  is  a  name  my  soul  adores  : 

Th'  Almighty  Three,  th'  cteriiai  One  ; 
Nature  and  grace,  with  all  their  powers, 
Confess  the  infinite  Unknown. 

^  From  thy  great  self,  thy  being  springs; 
Thou  art  thy  own  original, 
Made  up  of  uncreated  things, 
And  seif-sufficience  beaT3  them  all. 

^  Thy  voice  produc'd  the  seas  and  spheres, 
Bid  the  waves  roar  and  planets  shine; 
But  nothing  like  t4^yself  appears 
Through  all  these  spacious  works  of  thi^e. 

4  Still  reslless  nature  dies  and  grows  ; 
From  change  to  change  the  creatures  run  : 
Thy  being  no  succession  knows, 

And  all  thy  vast  designs  are  one. 

5  Thrones  and  dominions  round  thee  fall, 
And  worship  in  submissive  forms  ; 
Thy  presence  >hakes  tliis  lower  ball^ 
This  little  dwelling  place  of  worms. 


4  GOD    OUR    PORTIOX. 

G  How  shall  polluted  mortals  dare 
To  sing  thy  priory  or  thy  grace  ? 
Beneath  thy  f(3et  we  lie  so  far, 
We  see  hut  shadows  oftiiy  face  ! 

7   Who  can  hehoM  the  hlazincr  jigju? 
Who  can  approach  consuming  flame? 
None  hut  tliy  wisdom  knows  ihy  n)ight, 
None  but  thy  word  can  speak  thy  name. 

2.     8s. 

1  THIS  God  is  the  God  we  adore, 
Oiir  faithful  unch;ingeal)le  Friend  ; 
Whose  love  is  as  large  as  his  power, 
And  neither  knows  measure  nor  end. 

2  'Tis  Jesus,  the  first  and  the  last. 
Whose  Spirit  sliall  guide  us  safe  home; 
We'd  praise  him  for  all  tiiat  is  past, 
And  trust  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 

3.    C.  M. 

1  MV  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love, 

xMy  everlasting  all  1 
I've  none  but  thee  in  heaven  above, 
Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 

2  What  empty  things  are  all  the  skies, 

And  this  infi.-rior  clod  ! 
There's  nothing  here  deserves  my  joys; 
There's  nothing  Hko  my  God. 


MY   SHCPHERD. 

3  In  vain  the  bright,  the  burning  sun 

Scatters  his  feeble  light  ; 
'Tis  thy  sweet  beams  create  my  noon  ; 
If  thou  withdraw,  'tis  night. 

4  And  while  upon  my  restless  bed 

Among  the  shades  I  roll. 
If  my  Redeemer  shows  his  head, 
'Tis  morning  with  my  soul. 

5  To  thee  I  owe  my  wealth,  and  friends, 

And  health,  and  safe  abode; 
Thanks  to  thy  name  for  meaner  things, 
But  they  are  not  my  God. 

6  Were  I  possessor  of  the  earth. 

And  call'd  the  stars  my  own, 
Without  thy  graces  and  thyself, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

7  Let  others  stretch  their  arms  like  seas, 

AnJ  grasp  in  all  the  shore  ; 
Grant  me  the  risits  of  thy  face, 
And  I  desire  no  more. 

4.    CM. 

1  MY   Shepherd  will  supply  my  need, 

Jehovah  is  his  name  ; 
In  pastures  fresh  he  makes  me  feed, 
Beside  the  living  stream. 

2  He  brings  my  wandering  spirit  back, 

When  I  forsake  his  ways  ; 
And  leads  me,  for  his  mercy's  sake^ 
In  paths  of  truth  and  grace. 
1* 


5  OUR    GOD   IS    PRESENT. 

3  When  I  walk  through  the  shades  of  death, 

Thy  presence  is  my  stay ; 
A  word  of  thy  supporting  breath 
Drives  all  my  fears  away. 

4  Thy  hand,  in  sight  of  all  my  foes, 

Doth  still  my  table  spread  ; 

My  cup  with  blessings  overflows, 

Thine  oil  anoints  my  head. 

5  The  sure  provisions  of  my  God 

Attend  me  ail  my  days; 
O  may  thine  house  be  mine  abode, 
And  all  my  work  be  praise. 

6  There  would  I  find  a  settled  rest, 

While  others  go  and  come, 
No  more  a  stranger,  nor  a  guest, 
But  like  a  child  at  home. 

5.    c.  M. 

1  AND  art  thou  with  us,  gracious  Lord, 

To  dissipate  our  fear? 
Dost  thou  proclaim  thyself  our  God, 
Our  God  forever  near? 

2  Dost  thou  a  Father's  bowels  feel 

For  all  thy  humble  saints? 
And  in  such  friendly  accents  speak. 
To  sooth  their  sad  complaints  ? 

3  Why  droop  our  hearts?  why  flow  our  eyes. 

While  such  a  voice  we  hear  ? 
Why  rise  our  sorrows  and  our  fears, 
While  such  a  friend  is  near  ? 


GOODNESS    OF    GOD. 

4  To  all  thine  other  favors,  add 
A  heart  to  trust  thy  word  ; 
And  death  itself  shall  hear  us  sing, 
While  resting  on  the  Lord. 

6.    c.  M. 

1  YE  humble  souls  approach  your  God 

With  songs  of  sacred  praise, 
For  he  is  good,  immensely  good, 
And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 

2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care, 

In  him  we  live  and  move  ; 
But  nobler  benefits  declare 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 

3  He  gave  his  Son,  his  only  Son, 

To  ransom  rebel  worms  ; 
'Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known 
In  its  diviner  forms. 

4  To  this  dear  refuge,  Lord,  we  come, 

'  Tis  here  our  hope  relies  ; 
A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home. 
When  storms  of  trouble  rise, 

5  Thine  eye  beholds,  with  kind  regard, 

The  souls  who  trust  in  thee; 
Their  humble  hope  thou  wilt  regard, 
With  bliss  divinely  free. 

6  Great  God,  to  thy  almighty  love 

What  honors  shall  we  raise? 
Not  all  the  raptur'd  songs  above, 
Can  render  equal  praise. 


8  CONDESCENSION   OP   GOD* 

7.  L.  M. 

1  YE  sons  of  men,  with  joy  record 
The  various  wonders  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  let  his  power  and  goodness  sound 
Through  all  your  tribes  the  earth  around. 

2  Let  the  high  heavens  your  songs  invite, 
Those  spacious  fields  of  brilliant  light, 
Where  sun  and  moon  and  planets  roll, 
And  stars,  that  glow  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  But  O  !  that  brighter  world  above, 
Where  lives  and  reigns  incarnate  Love; 
God's  only  Son,  in  flesh  array'd. 

For  man  a  bleeding  victim  made. 

4  Thither,  my  soul,  with  rapture  soar; 
There,  in  the  land  of  praise,  adore  ; 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  lay, 
Demands  an  everlasting  day. 

8.  c.  M. 

1  ETERNAL  Power!   Almighty  God! 

Who  can  approach  thy  throne? 
Accessless  light  is  thine  abode, 
To  angel  eyes  unknown. 

2  Before  the  radiance  of  thine  eye. 

The  heavens  no  longer  shine; 
And  all  the  glories  of  the  sky 
Are  but  the  shade  of  thine. 

3  Great  God,  and  wilt  thou  condescend 

To  cast  a  look  below  1 


OUR    GOD   WILL   SUPPLY. 

To  this  vile  world  thy  notice  bend, 
These  seats  of  sin  and  wo? 

4  But  O  !  to  show  thy  smiling  face, 

To  bring  thy  glories  near  ! 
Amazing  and  transporting  grace, 
To  dwell  with  mortals  here  ! 

5  How  strange!  how  awful  is  thy  love! 

With  trembling  we  adore; 
Not  all  the  exalted  minds  above 
Its  wonders  can  explore. 

6  While  golden  harps  and  angel  tongues 

Resound  immortal  lays. 
Great  God,  permit  our  humble  songs 
To  rise,  and  mean  thy  praise. 

9.    c.  M. 

1  MY  God  !  for  I  can  call  thee  mine, 

My  Father  and  my  Friend  ; 
Am  I  not  thine,  forever  thine? 
To  thee  my  groans  ascend. 

2  My  God  !  How  pleasing  is  the  sound  I 

What  can  I  wish  for  more  ? 
In  thee,  my  God,  my  soul  has  found 
An  everlasting  store. 

3  My  God, — I  still  repeat  the  cry. 

Bring  thy  salvation  near; 
My  God,  do  thou  my  wants  supply, 
And  manifest  thy  care. 


10  OUR    GOD    WILL    SUPPLY. 

4  This  word  can  lighten  every  care 

While  I  can  say,  My  God, 
Fuhiess  in  poverty  I  share, 
And  satisfying  food. 

5  Eternal  thanks  to  thy  great  name, 

Wliose  grace  hath  made  me  thine; 
Nothing  sliall-put  my  soul  to  shame 
While  I  can  call  thee  mine. 

6  Let  crrateful  thanks  to  Jesus  rise, 

Wlio  bouorlit  me  with  his  blood, 
Who  gave  his  lift;  a  sacrifice 
Ere  I  could  say,  My  God. 

7  Joyful  in  tribulation  now 

I  bless  my  God  and  King  ; 

Of  mercy,  and  of  judgment  too, 

With  cheerful  voice  1  sing. 

10.     C.   M. 

1  MY  God,  how  cheerful  is  the  sound  ! 

How  ploasant  to  repeat! 
W^.'ll  may  that  heart  with  pleasure  bound, 
Where  God  hath  fix'd  his  seat. 

2  What  want  shall  not  our  God  supply 

From  his  redundant  stores  ? 
What  streams  of  niercy  from  on  high 
An  Arm  almighty  pours! 

3  From  CnRiST,  the  ever-living  spring, 

These  ample  blessings  flow  ; 
Prepare  my  lips,  his  name  to  sing, 
Whose  heart  hath  lov'd  us  so. 


DEFENCE    OF    ZION.  11 

4  Now  to  our  Father  and  our  God, 
Be  endless  glory  given, 
Through  all  the  realms  of  man's  abode. 
And  in  the  highest  heaven. 

11.    L.  M. 

1  AS  birds  their  infant  brood  protect, 
And  spread  their  wings  to  shelter  them  r 
Thus  saith  the  Lord  to  his  elect, 

**  So  will  I  guard  Jerusalem." 

2  And  what  then  is  Jerusalem, 
This  object  of  his  tender  care? 
Where  is  its  worth  in  God's  esteem? 
Who  built  it  ? — Who  inhabits  there  1 

3  Jehovah  founded  it  in  blood. 
The  blood  of  his  incarnate  Son  ; 
There  dwell  the  saints,  once  foes  to  God, 
The  sinners  whom  he  calls  his  own. 

4  There,  though  besieg'd  on  ev'ry  side, 
Yet  much  beloved,  and  guarded  well ; 
From  age  to  age  they  have  defy'd 
The  utmost  force  of  earth  and  hell. 

5  Let  earth  repent,  and  hell  despair, 
This  city  has  a  sure  defence  ; 

Her  name  is  call'd,  '*  The  Lord  is  there;'* 
And  who  has  power  to  drive  them  hence  t 


12  DESIRE   TO    WALR   WITH    GOD, 

12.  c.  M. 

1  O  !  FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 

A  calm  and  heav'nly  frame, 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road, 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  ! 

2  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Cause  me  to  tear  it  from  my  heart, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

3  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God; 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame  ; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

13.  H.  M. 

1  GOD'S  promises  are  sweet, 
They  melt  the  soul  in  tears  ; 
They  are  so  good  and  great. 
They  banish  all  our  fears ; 

But  all  the  promises  of  God 

Flow  through  the  Saviour's  streaming  blood. 

2  Our  God  has  promis'd  light 
To  open  our  dark  eyes, 
And  form  our  views  aright. 
Celestial  good  to  prize  ; 

He  promis'd  life,  and  joy  and  peace, 
With  all  the  stores  of  heav'nly  grace. 

3  He  promis'd  we  shall  stand 
Victorious  over  all ; 


BIRTH    OF    CHRIST.  13 

And  enter  Canaan's  land, 

Before  his  throne  to  fall  ; 
He  prornis'd  brilliant  harps  of  gold, 
To  all  the  dear  Redeemer's  fold. 

4  Now,  Lord,  to  thee  we  cry. 

Bless  ev'ry  waiting  heart ; 
The  promises  apply, 
The  prornis'd  good  impart; 
To  our  dear  Jesus  may  we  cleave, 
And  all  the  promises  receive. 

14.    C.  M.- 

1  MORTALS  awake,  with  angels  join, 

And  chant  the  solemn  lay  ; 

Joy,  love  and  gratitude  combine 

To  hail  th'  auspicious  day. 

2  Hark  !  the  cherubic  arnnes  shout, 

And  glory  leads  the  song  : 
Good  will  and  peace  are  heard   tliroughout 
The  harmonious  heavenly  t'lrong, 

3  O  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  love 

Our  hearts  and  songs  to  raise  ; 
Sweetly  to  bear  our  souls  above, 
And  mingle  with  their  lays  ! 

4  With  joy  the  chorus  we'll  repeat, 

"  Glory  to  God  on  high  ; 
Good  will  and  peace  are  now  complete, 
Jesuit  was  born  to  die." 


li  BIRTH    OP    CHRIST. 

5  Hail,  Prince  of  life,  forever  hai-l ! 
Redeemer,  Brother,  Friend  ! 
Though  earih,  and  tini€,  and  life  should  laU, 
Thy  praise  shall  never  erid. 

15.     C.  M. 

1  "  SHEPHERDS,  rejoice,  lift  up  your  eye% 

And  send  your  fears  away ; 
News  from  the  region  of  the  skies, 
Salvation's  born  to-day. 

2  "  Jesus,  tiie  God  whom  angels  fear. 

Comes  down^  to  dwell  with  you  ; 
To-day  he  makes  his  entrance  here. 

But  not  as  monarchs  do. 
S  "  No  gold  nor  purpFe  swaithing  bands. 

Nor  royal  shining  things  ; 
A  manger  for  his  cradle  stands. 

And  holds  the  King  of  kings. 

4  "Go,  shepherds,  where  the  infant  lies. 

And  see  his  humble  throne  ; 

With  tears  of  joy  in  all  your  eyes, 

Go,  shepherds,  kiss  the  Son." 

5  Thus  Gabriel  sang,  and  strait  around 

The  heavenly  armies  throng, 
They  tune  their  harps  to  lofty  sound. 

And  thus  conclude  tlie  song  : 
(j  "Glory  to  God  who  reigns  above, 

I-8t  peace  surround  the  earth  : 
Mortals  shall  know  their  Maker's  love^ 

At  their  Redeemer's  birth." 


MINISTRY    AND    WORK.  15 

7  Glory  to  God,  who  reigns  above. 
Who  pitied  us  forlorn, 
We  join  to  sing  our  Maker's  love. 
For  us  a  Saviour's  born. 

16.  H.  M. 

1  SPIRIT  divine  descend. 
With  thy  celestial  fire; 
Our  mortal  notes  befriend, 
And  ail  our  hearts  inspire  ; 

A  theme  more  grand  was  never  sung^ 
By  human  tongue  or  heavenly  band, 

2  Well  might  th'  angelic  choir, 
Al\  struck  with  glad  amaze^ 
In  such  a  song  conspire. 
And  unknown  anthems  raise. 

Weil  might  they  wake  and  bid  our  race, 
(Hymning  the  grace,)  their  joys  partake, 

3  "  Glory  to  God  on  high." 
Resounds  each  heavenly  hill! 

**  Peace,  peace  on  earth,"  they  cry, 
^*  To  man,  to  man,  good  will  ! 

From  shore  to  shore,  hail  the  blight  morn.; 

A  Saviour's  born,  whom  we  adore." 

17.  c.  M. 

1   HARK!  the  glad  sound!  the  Saviour  comes. 
The  Saviour  promis'd  long  ! 
Let  evVy  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
Aod  evVy  voice  a  song. 

S 


16  DEATH    AND    RESURRECTION. 

2  On  him  the  Spirit,  largely  pour'd, 

Exerts  its  sacreti  fire; 
Wisdom  niui  might,  and  zeal  and  love, 
His  }io!y  breast  inspire. 

3  He  comes,  the  prisoners  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held  ; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

4  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice, 

7'o  clear  the  mental  ray  ; 
And  on  the  eye-balls  of  the  blind 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

5  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  lo  cure: 
And,  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

6  Our  fflad  hosannas,  Prince  of  peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim  ; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

18.    L-  M- 

1  HE  dies  !  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies  ! 
Lo,  Salem's  daughters  weep  around  ! 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies  ! 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground  ! 

2  Come,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 
For  Him  who  groan'd  l)eneath  your  load  j 
He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you, 

A  thousand  drops  of  risher  bload  ! 


A    SURE    PLEDGE.  17 

3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree, 
The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men  ! 
But  lo  !  what  sudden  joys  we  see  ! 
Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again. 

4  The  rising  Goo  forsakes  the  tomb, 
(In  vaid  the  tomb  forbids  his  rise  !) 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies ! 

6  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 
How  high  our  great  Deliverer  reigns  ; 
Sing  how  he  spoil'd  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  led  the  monster,  death,  in  chains. 

6  Say,  **  Live  forever,  wond'rous  King, 
Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save  ! 
Then  ask  the  monster,  '*  where's  thy  sting?" 
And   "  where's  thy  victory,  boasting  grave?'* 

19.     L.  M. 

1  WHEN  I  the  holy  grave  survey. 
Where  once  my  Saviour  deign'd  to  lie; 
I  see  fulfill'd  what  prophets  say. 

And  all  the  power  of  death  defy. 

2  This  empty  tomb  shall  now  proclaim 
How  weak  the  bands  of  conquer'd  death  : 
Sweet  pledge,  that  all  who  trust  his  name 
Shall  rise  and  draw  immortal  breath! 

8  Our  Surety,  freed,  declares  us  free, 
For  whose  offences  he  was  seiz'd  : 
In  his  release  our  own  we  see. 
And  joy  to  view  Jehovah  pleas'd* 


18  A  REFUGE    IN    TROUBLE. 

4  Jesus,  once  number'd  with  the  dead, 
Unseals  his  eyes  to  sleep  no  more ; 
And  ever  lives,  their  cause  to  plead, 
For  whom  the  pains  of  death  he  bore. 

5  Thy  risen  Lord,  my  soul,  behold, 
See  the  rich  diadem  he  wears  ! 
Thou  too  shalt  bear  a  harp  of  gold,     ~ 
To  crown  thy  joy  when  he  appears. 

6  Though  in  the  dust  1  lay  my  head, 
Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  flesh  forever  with  the  dead, 

Nor  lose  thy  children  in  the  grave. 

20.    s.  M. 

1  I  AM,  saith  Christ,  the  Way. 
Now  if  we  credit  Him, 

All  other  paths  must  lead  astray. 
How  fair  soe'er  they  seem. 

2  I  am,  saith  Christ,  the  Truth, 
Then  all  that  lacks  this  test, 

Proceed  it  from  an  angel's  mouth. 
Is  but  a  lie  at  best. 

3  I  am,  saith  Christ,  the  Life. 
Let  this  be  seen  by  faith. 

It  follows,  without  further  strife, 
That  all  besides  is  death. 

4  If  what  these  words  aver, 
The  Holy  Ghost  apply  ; 

The  simplest  Christian  shall  not  err, 
Nor  t)e  deceiy'd,  nor  die. 


AN    ALMIGHTY    FRIEND.  19 

21.  c.  M. 

1  DEAR  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 

On  ihee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll. 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief. 

For  thou  alone  canst  heal ; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  ev'ry  pain  I  feel. 

3  Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  ? 

And  shall  I  seek  in  vain  ? 
And  can  the  ear  of  Sovereign  Grace, 
Be  deaf  when  I  complain? 

4  No  ;  still  the  ear  of  Sovereign  Grace 

Attends  the  mourner's  prajer  ; 
O  may  I  ever  find  access 

To  breathe  my  sorrows  there. 

5  Thy  mercy-seat  is  open  still ; 

Here  let  my  soul  retreat ; 
With  humble  hope  attend  thy  will. 
And  wait  beneath  thy  feet. 

22.  L-  M. 

1  THOU  only  Sov'reign  of  my  heart. 
My  Refuge,  my  almighty  Friend  ! 
And  can  my  soul  from  thee  depart. 
On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend  ? 

2  Whither  1  ah  whither  shall  I  go, 

A  wretched  wand'rer  from  my  LoRot 


20  LOVE    OF   CHRIST. 

Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and  wo, 
One  glimpse  of  happiness  afford? 

3  Eternal  life,  thy  words  impart ! 
On  these  my  fainting  spirit  lives  ; 
Here  sweeter  comforts  cheer  my  heart, 
Than  the  whole  round  of  nature  gives. 

4  Let  earth's  alluring  joys  combine  ; 
While  thou  art  near,  in  vain  they  call  ; 
One  smile — one  blissful  smile  of  thine, 
My  dearest  Lord,  outweighs  them  all. 

5  Thy  name  my  inmost  pow'rs  adore, 
Thou  art  my  life,  my  joy,  my  care  ; 
Depart  from  thee — 'tis  death — 'tis  more; 
'Tis  endless  ruin,  deep  despair  ! 

6  Low  at  thy  feet  my  soul  would  lie; 
Here  safety  dwells,  and  peace  divine; 
Still  let  me  live  beneath  thine  eye  ; 
For  life,  eternal  life,  is  thine  ! 

23.    c.  M. 

1  TO  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name 
Awake  the  sacred  song! 
O  may  his  love  (immortal  flame  !) 
Tune  ev'ry  heart  and  tongue  ! 

'2  His  love,  what  mortal  thought  can  reach  ! 
What  mortal  tongue  display  I 
Imagination's  utmost  stretch 
In  wonder  dies  away. 


tHB    GIFT   OP   GOD.  21 

3  Let  wonder  still  with  love  unite, 

And  gratitude  and  joy  ; 
Jesus  be  our  supreme  delight, 
His  praise  our  best  employ. 

4  Jesus,  who  left  his  throne  on  high, 

Left  the  bright  realms  of  bliss, 
And  came  to  earth  to  bleed  and  die  : — 
Was  ever  love  like  this  ? 

5  Dear  Lord,  while  we  adoring  pay 

Our  humble  thanks  to  thee  ; 

May  ev'ry  heart  with  rapture  say, 

"  The  Saviour  died  for  me  /" 

6  O  may  the  aweet,  the  blissful  theme. 

Fill  ev'ry  heart  and  tongue  ! 
Till  strangers  love  thy  charming  name, 
And  join  the  sacred  song. 

24.    L-  M. 

1  JESUS,  nay  love,  my  chief  delight, 
For  thee  I  long,  for  thee  I  pray  ; 
Amid  the  shadows  of  the  night, 
Amid  the  business  of  the  day. 

2  When  shall  I  see  thy  smiling  face, 
That  face  I  have  so  often  seen  ? 
Arise,  thou  Sun  of  righteousness. 
Scatter  the  clouds  that  intervene. 

3  Thou  art  the  glorious  gift  of  God, 
To  sinners  weary  and  distrest  ; 
The  first  of  all  his  gifts  bestow'd, 
^nd  certain  pledge  of  all  the  rest. 


22  TeE    STAR    OF   DAT. 

4  Could  I  but  say  this  gift  is  mine, 
I'd  tread  the  world  beneath  my  feet; 
No  more  at  poverty  repine, 

Nor  envy  the  rich  sinner's  state. 

5  This  precious  jewel  I  would  keep, 
And  lodge  it  deep  within  my  heart; 
At  home,  abroad,  awake,  asleep, 

It  never  should  from  thence  depart  1 

25.    s.  M. 

1  ALL  hail !  redeeming  Lord, 
Sweet  day-spring  from  on  high  ; 

All  hail  !  thou  Sun  of  righteousness. 
With  all  thy  vital  joy. 

2  In  deepest  shades  of  death, 
The  borders  of  despair. 

We  lieoppress'd  with  heavy  gloom, 
And  constant  fetters  wear. 

3  Shine,  lovely  Star  of  day, 
Around  and  in  us  shine, 

And  our  benighted  souls  shall  own 
Thy  light  and  love  divine. 

4  Our  wandering  footsteps  guide. 
Through  all  this  desert  place; 

Beneath  thy  beams  we'll  trace  the  path 
Of  purity  and  peace. 

5  Death's  vale  shall  lose  its  gloom, 
Cheer'd  with  thy  vital  ray 

And  open  to  our  longing  eyes 
The  road  to  perfect  day. 


THE    DELIVERER.  23 

26.    7s. 

COME  thou  long-expected  Jesus, 
Born  to  set  thy  people  free  ; 
Froni  our  fears  and  sins  release  us; 
Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee  : 
Israel's  strength  and  consolation, 
Hope  of  all  thy  saints  thou  art; 
Dear  desire  of  ev'ry  nation, 
Joy  of  ev'ry  longing  heart. 
Born  thy  people  to  deliver, 
Born  a  child  and  yet  a  king  ; 
Born  to  reign  in  us  forever, 
Now  thy  gracious  liingdom  bring: 
By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit, 
Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone; 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit. 
Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 

JESUS !  and  shall  it  ever  be 
A  mortal  man  asham'd  of  thee? 
Asham'd  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  in  endless  day  ? 
Ashamed  of  Jesus!  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blu>sh  to  own  a  star; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 
Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  just  as  soon 
Let  midnight  be  ashamed  of  noon  : 


2t  THE    BBST   PORTIOV. 

'Twfis  midnight  with  my  soul  till  he, 
Bright  Moining-Star  !   bade  darkness  flee. 

4  Asham'd  of  Jesus!  that  dear  Friend 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend  ! 
No ;  when  1  blush — be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

5  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  yes  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away, 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

6  Till  then — nor  is  my  boasting  vain — 
Till  then,  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain  I 
And  O,  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Christ  is  not  asham'd  of  me  ! 

7  His  institutions  would  I  prize, 

Take  up  my  cross,  the  shame  despise; 
Dare  to  defend  his  noble  cause, 
And  yield  obedience  to  his  laws. 

28.   c.  M. 

1  FROM  pole  to  pole  let  others  roam, 

And  search  in  vain  for  bliss ; 
My  soul  is  satisfied  at  home. 
The  Lord  my  portion  is. 

2  Jesus,  who  on  his  glorious  throne, 

Rules  heaven,  and  earth  and  sea, 
Is  pleas'd  to  claim  me  for  his  own, 
And  give  himself  for  me, 


A    FULLNESS    IN    JESUS,  25 

!  His  person  fixes  all  my  love, 
His  blood  removes  my  fear; 
And  while  he  pleads  for  me  above, 
His  arm  preserves  me  here. 

His  word  of  promise  is  my  food, 

His  Spirit  is  my  guide  ; 
Thus  daily  is  my  strength  renevv'd 

And  all  my  wants  sui)p]ied. 

29.    10  &n. 

A  FULLNESS  resides  in  Jesus  our  head. 
And  ever  abides  to  answer  our  need  ; 
The  Father's  good  pleasure  has  laid  up  in  store 
A  plentiful  treasure  to  give  to  the  poor. 

Whate'er  be  our  wants,  we  need  not  to  fear  ; 

Our  num'rous  complaints  his  mercy  will  hear: 
His  fullness  shall  yield  us  abundant  supplies  ; 
His  power  shall  shield  us  when  dangers  arise. 

The  fountain  o'erflows  our  woes  to  redress, 
Still  more  he  bestows,  and  grace  upon  grace; 

His  gifts  in  abundance  we  daily  receive  ; 

He  has  a  redundance  for  all  that  believe. 

Whatever  distress  awaits  us  below, 
Such  plentiful  grace  will  Jesus  bestow, 

As  still  shall  support  us,  and  silence  our  fear; 

For  nothing  can  hurt  us  while  Jesus  is  near. 

When  troubles  attend,  or  danger  or  strife. 
His  love  will  defend  and  guard  us  through  life  ; 
And  when  we  are  fainting,  and  ready  to  die, 
Whatever  is  wanting,  his  hand  will  supply. 


26  CORONATION. 

30.   c.  M. 

1  ALL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name! 

Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  rojal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Crown  him  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 

Who  from  his  altar  call  ; 
Extol  the  Stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

A  remnant  week  and  small ; 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Ye  Gentile  sinners  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

5  Babes,  men  and  sires,  who  know  his  love, 

Who  fee!  your  sin  and  thrall ; 
Now,  join  with  all  the  hosts  above, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

6  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe 

On  this  terrestrial  ball. 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

7  O  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng. 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall  ; 
We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


KING    OP    SAINTS.  27 

31.    c.  M. 

COME,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 

And  joy  to  make  it  known, 
The  Sovereign  of  your  heart  proclaim, 

And  bow  before  his  throne. 

Behold  your  King,  your  Saviour  crown'd 

With  glories  all  divine  ; 
And  tell  the  wond'riiig  nations  round, 

How  bright  those  glories  shine. 

5  Infinite  power,  and  boundless  grace, 
In  him  unite  their  rays  ; 

You  that  have  e'er  beheld  his  face, 
Can  you  forhear  his  praise  ? 

4  When  in  his  earthly  courts  we  view 
The  glories  of  our  King; 
We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
And  wish  like  them  to  sing. 

■5  And  shall  we  long  and  wish  in  vain  ? 
Lord,  teach  our  songs  to  rise  ! 
Thy  love  can  animate  the  strain, 
And  bid  it  reach  the  skies. 

6  O  happy  period  !  glorious  day  ! 

When  heaven  aiid  earth  shall  raise, 
With  all  iheir  powers,  the  raptur'd  lay, 
To  celebrate  thy  praise. 


28  Mr   SHEPHERD. 

32.    s.  M. 

1  WHILE  my  Redeemer's  near, 
My  Shepherd  and  my  Guide, 

I  bid  farewell  to  anxious  fear, 
My  wants  are  all  supply 'd. 

2  To  ever  fragrant  meads 
Where  rich  abundance  grows, 

His  gracious  hand  indulgent  leads. 
And  guards  my  sweet  repose. 

4       Along  the  lovely  scene 
Cool  waters  gently  roll, 
Transparent,  sweet,  and  all  serene. 
To  cheer  my  fainting  soul. 

4  Here  let  my  spirit  rest ; 
How  sweet  a  lot  is  mine  ! 

With  pleasure,  food  and  safety  blest ; 
Beneficence  divine. 

5  Dear  Shepherd,  if  I  stray. 
My  wand'ring  feet  restore  ; 

To  thy  fair  pastures  guide  my  way^ 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 

6  Unworthy  as  1  am, 

Of  thy  protecting  care, 
Jesus,  I  plead  thy  precious  name. 
For  all  my  hopes  are  there. 


UNION    TO    CHRIST.  29 

33.  s.  M. 

DEAR  Saviour,  we  are  thine, 

By  everlasting  bonds  ; 
Our  names,  our  hearts,  we  would  resign, 

Our  souls  are  in  thy  hands. 

To  thee  we  still  would  cleave 

With  ever  growing  zeal  ; 
If  millions  tempt  us  Christ  to  leave, 

O  let  them  ne'er  prevail. 

Thy  Spirit  shall  unite 
Our  souls  to  thee,  our  Head  ; 
Shall  form  us  to  thy  image  bright, 
That  we  thy  paths  may  tread. 

Death  may  our  souls  divide 
From  these  abodes  of  clay  ; 
But  love  shall  keep  us  near  thy  side 
Through  all  the  gloomy  way. 

Since  Christ  and  we  are  one, 
Why  should  we  doubt  or  fear? 
If  he  in  heaven  has  fix'd  his  throne, 
He'll  fix  his  members  there. 

34.  7&6. 

O  WHEN  shall  I  see  Jestts, 

And  reign  with  him  above  ; 
And  from  that  flowing  fountain 

Drink  everlasting  love  ? 


30  LONGING    FOR    HEAVEN. 

When  shall  I  be  deliver'd 
From  this  vain  world  of  sin, 

And  with  my  blessed  Jesus 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in  ? 

2  But  now  I  am  a  soldier, 

My  Captain's  gone  before, 
He's  given  me  my  orders, 

And  bid  me  not  give  o'er  ! 
His  faithful  word  has  promis'd 

A  righteous  crown  to  give, 
And  all  his  valiant  soldiers 

Eternal  life  shall  have. 

3  Through  grace  I  am  determined 

To  conquer,  though  I  die, 
And  then  away  to  Jesus, 

On  wings  of  love,  I'll  fly. 
Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow, 

I  bid  you  all  adieu  ; 
And  O,  my  friends,  prove  faithful. 

And  on  your  way  pursue. 

4  And  if  you  meet  with  troubles 

And  trials  on  your  way. 
Then  cast  your  care  on  Jesus, 

And  don't  forget  to  pray. 
Gird  on  the  heav'niy  armor 

Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love, 
Then,  when  the  combat's  ended, 

He'll  carry  you  above. 


SURRENDER.  31 

6     O  do  not  be  discouraged 

For  Jesus  is  your  friend  ; 
And  if  you  want  more  knowledge, 

He'll  not  refuse  to  lend  : 
Neither  will  he  upbraid  you, 

'J'hough  ofi'ner  you  request ; 
He'll  give  you  grace  to  conquer, 

And  take  you  home  to  rest. 

6  And  when  the  last  loud  trumpet 

Shall  rend  the  vaulted  skies. 
And  bid  the  sleeping  millions 

From  their  cold  beds  arise, 
Our  ransom'd  dust,  revived, 

Bright  beauties  shall  put  on, 
And  soar  to  the  blest  mansion 

Where  our  Redeemer's  gone. 

7  Our  eyes  shall  then  with  rapture 

The  Saviour's  face  behold  ; 
Our  feet,  no  more  diverted, 

Shall  walk  the  streets  of  gold  ; 
Our  ears  shall  hear  with  transport 

The  host  celestial  sing  ; 
Our  tongues  shall  chant  the  glories 

Of  our  immortal  King. 

35.    c.  M. 

1  LORD,  thy  bright  glories  now  I  see  ; 
Transport  me  while  they  shine  ; 
What  shall  I  render  unto  thee 
For  pleasures  so  divine  1 


32  JESUS    THE    WAY. 

2  Help  me  to  give  my  heart  away, 

My  time  and  talents  too  ; 
Then  shall  I  walk  in  open  day, 
And  brighter  glories  view. 

3  Sway  my  whole  soul,  and  conquer  sin. 

My  holy  warfare  crown  : 
Make  me  all  fair  and  pure  within, 
Clear  as  the  rising  sun. 

4  May  all  my  inward   foes  be  slain, 

And  all  my  soul  be  free ; 

And  may  I  fervently  maintain 

A  closer  walk  with  thee. 

5  More  may  I  pant  for  things  above, 

Trace  thee  in  all  thy  ways, 
Live  a  sweet  life  of  purer  love, 
And  more  exalted  praise. 

6  Then  shall  my  soul  at  last  be  found 

Where  all  ihy  glory  reigns  ; 
And  there  eternal  praises  sound 
In  high  seraphic  strains. 

36,    s.  M. 

1  JESUS,  my  truth,  my  way, 

My  sure,  unerring  light. 
On  thee  my  feeble  soul  1  stay, 
Which  thou  wilt  lead  aright. 

2  My  wisdom,  and  my  guide. 

My  counsellor  thou  art ; 
Oh  never  let  me  leave  thy  side, 
Of  froai  thy  paths  depart ! 


CHOOSING   CHRIST.  33 

[The  followinf  Hymn  was  written  by  a  young  lady  ef  wen Ith  and 
fashion,  who,  on  being  converted,  was  banished  from  home  by  her 
irreligious  father.] 

37.    S&7. 

1  JESUS,  I  my  cross  hare  taken, 

All  to  leave,  and  follor/  thee  ; 
Naked,  poor,  despis'd,  forsaken, 

Thou,  from  hence,  my  al!  shalt  be. 
Perish  every  fond  ambition, 

Ail  I've  sought,  or  hoped,  or  known  ; 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition  ! 

God  and  heaven  are  still  my  own. 

2  Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  me — 

They  have  left  my  Saviour  too; 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me— 

Thou  art  not,  like  them,  untrue  ; 
And  whilst  thou  siialt  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love  and   might. 
Foes  may  hate,  and  friends  disown  me  ; 

Show  thy  face,  and  all  is  bright. 

3  Go  then,  earthly  fame  and  treasure; 

Como,  disaster,  scorn,  and  pain  ; 
In  thy  service  pain  is  pleasure, 

With  thy  favor  loss  is  gain. 
I  have  called  thee  ...bba.  Father, 

I  have  set  my  heart  on  thee  ; 
Storms  may  howl,  and  clouds  may  gath«r, 

All  must  work  for  good  to  me. 


34  THE    NEW    CONVERT. 

4  Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me, 

'Twill  but  drive  me  to  thy  breast ; 
Life  with  trials  liard  may  press  me, 

Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest. 
Oh  !  'tis  not  in  grief  to  harm  me, 

While  thy  love  is  left  to  me  ; 
Oh  !   'twere  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 

Were  that  joy  unmixed  with  thee. 

5  Soul,  then  know  thy  full  salvation. 

Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care  ; 
Joy  to  find,  in  every  station, 

Something  still  to  do  or  bear. 
Think  what  Spirit  dwells  within  thee  ; 

Think  what  Father's  smiles  are  thine  ; 
Think  that  Jesus  died  to  win  thee  ! 

Child  of  heaven,  canst  thou  repine? 

6  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Armed  by  faith,  and  winged  by  prayer  ; 
Heaven's  eternal  day  's  before  thee, 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there. 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission, 

Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days  ; 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition. 

Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 

38.     6&9. 
1  O  HOW  happy  are  they 

Who  the  Saviour  obey, 
And  have  laid  up  their  treasure  above 


THE    NEW    CONVERT,  ^ 

Tongue  can  never  express 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 
Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love  ! 

That  sweet  comfort  was  mine, 

When  th<e  favor  divine 
I  first  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lambj 

When  my  heart  it  believ'd, 

What  true  joy  I  receiv'd, 
What  a  heaven  in  Jesus'  dear  name ! 

'Twas  a  heaven  below 

My  Redeemer  to  know  ; 
And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more 

Than  to  fall  at  his  feet, 

And  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  Lover  of  sinners  adore. 

Jesus  all  the  day  long 

Was  my  joy  and  my  song  ; 
O  that  all  his  salvation  might  seel 

He  hath  lov'd  me,  I  cried, 

He  hath  suffer'd  and  died, 
To  redeem  such  a  rebel  as  me. 

On  the  Vv'ings  of  his  love, 

I  was  carry'd  above 
All  my  sin,  and  temptation,  and  pain  ; 

And  I  could  not  believe 

That  I  ever  should  grieve, 
That  I  ever  should  suffer  again. 


36  RBST   AND    COMFORT. 

6  I  then  rode  on  the  sky, 
Freely  jiistifi'd  I, 

Nor  did  envy  Elijah  his  seat ; 

My  glad  soul  mounted  higher 

In  a  chariot  of  fire, 
And  the  world  was  quite  under  ray  feet. 

7  O  the  rapturous  height 
Of  that  holy  delight, 

Which  I  felt  in  his  life-giving  blood! 

Of  my  Saviour  possest 

I  was  perf«ictly  blest, 
As  if  fill'd  within  the  fullness  of  God. 

39.     L.  M. 

1  WHERE  shall  I  fly  but  to  thy  feet, 
My  Snviour,  my  almighty  Friend  ? 
Dear  names,  beyond  expression  sweet  1 
On  these  my  hopes  of  bliss  depend. 

2  Where  shall  1  rest,  but  on  thy  grace, 
Thy  boundless  grace  divinely  free? 
On  earth  I  find  no  resting  place  ; 
Dear  Saviour,  bid  me  come  to  thee  ! 

3  Though  sin  detains  me  from  my  Lord, 
I  long,  I  languish  to  be  blest  : 

O  speak  one  soul  reviving  word, 
And  bid  me  come  to  thee,  my  rest. 

4  When  I  this  wretched  heart  explore, 
Here  no  kind  source  of  hope  appears  ', 


HUMBLE    TRUST.  37 

But  O,  my  soul,  that  grace  adore, 
Free  grace,  which  triumphs  o'er  my  fears. 
5  Jesus,  from  thy  atoning  blood, 
My  only  consolation  flows  ; 
Hope  beams  from  thee,  my  Saviour  God, 
My  soul  no  other  refuge  knows. 

40.    L-  M. 

1  WHY  should  my  pining  spirit  be 
So  long  a  stranger  to  my  Lord, 
When  promises  divinely  free, 
Invite  me  in  his  sacred  word  t 

2  Does  not  he  bid  the  weary  come, 
And  call  the  wretched  sons  of  grief 
To  him,  their  refuge  and  their  home, 
Their  heavenly  friend,  their  sure  relief  t 

3  Yes,  by  the  kindest,  tenderest  names. 
My  Lord  invites  my  humble  trust ; 
My  diffidence  he  gently  blames  ; 
How  soft  the  censure,  and  how  just. 

4  Though  all  the  powers  of  nature  fail. 
And  life's  pale  trembling  lamp  decline ; 
Thy  grace  can  bid  my  faith  prevail. 
Can  give  me  fortitude  divine. 

5  That  grace  which  bids  my  hope  aspire 
Can  ev'ry  anxious  fear  remove, 

Can  give  me  all  my  soul's  desire, 
The  full  assurance  of  thy  love. 
2* 


38  A    HIDING    PLACB. 

41.     L.  M. 

1  HAIL,  Sovereign  Love,  which  first  began 
The  scheme  to  rescue  fallen  man  ; 

Hail,  matchless,  free,  eternal  grace, 
That  gave  my  soul  a  hiding  place. 

2  Against  the  God  who  rules  the  sky, 
I  fought  with  hands  uplifted  high  ; 
Despis'd  the  mention  of  his  grace  ; 
Too  proud  to  seek  a  hiding  place. 

3  Enwrapt  in  dark  Egyptian  night. 
And  fond  of  darkness  more  than  light, 
Madly  I  ran  the  sinful  race, 

Secure,  without  a  hiding  place. 

4  But  thus  th'  eternal  counsel  ran, 

"  Almighty  grace,  arrest  that  man ;" 
I  felt  the  arrows  of  distress. 
And  found  I  had  no  hiding  place. 

5  Vindictive  Justice  stood  in  view  ; 
To  Sinai's  fiery  mount  I  flew, 

But  Justice  cry'd,  with  frowning  face, 
"  This  mountain  is  no  hiding  place." 

3  But  lo  !    a  heavenly  voice  I  heard, 
And  Mercy  for  my  soul  appear'd  ; 
She  led  me  on  a  pleasant  pace, 
To  Jesus  Christ,  my  hiding  place. 

r  Should  storms  of  seven-fold  thunder  roll, 
And  shake  the  globe  from  pole  to  pole, 
No  thunderbolt  sball  daunt  my  face, 
For  Jesus  is  my  hiding  place. 


BECURITT   IN   JXSUS.  9& 

8  For  us  he  deign'd  in  flesh  to  dwell, 
For  us  o'ercame  the  powers  of  hell : 
He  proffers  mercy  to  our  race, 
And  makes  himself  a  hiding  place. 

9  A  few  more  rolling  years  at  most 
Will  land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  coast, 
When  I  shall  sing  a  song  of  grace, 
Safe  in  my  glorious  hiding  place. 

42.    7s. 

1  JESUS,  lover  of  my  soul, 
Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly; 
While  the  billows  near  me  roll, 
While  the  tempest  still  is  high  I 

2  Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 
Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past  ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide  ; 

O  receive  my  soul  at  last ! 

3  Other  refuge  have  I  none, 
Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee  j 
Leave,  ah  !  leave  me  not  alone, 
Still  support  and  comfort  me. 

4  All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stay'd  ; 
All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 
With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

5  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want  J 
Boundless  love  in  thee  I  find  ; 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 
Heal  the  sick  and  lead  the  blind. 


40  CHRIST    IN    THE    GARDEN. 

6  Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 
I  am  all  unrighteousness  ; 
Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 
Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

7  Plent'ous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 
Grace  to  pardon  all  my  sin  ; 

Let  the  healing  streams  abound, 
Let  me  feel  them  flow  within. 

8  Thoti,  of  life  the  fountain  art; 
Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  ; 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 
Rise  in  vast  eternity  ! 

43.    lis- 

1  WHILE  nalHre  was  smiling  in  stillness  to  rest. 
The  Inst  beams  of  daylight  were  dim  in  the  west; 
O'er  fields  by  pale  moonlight,  in  lonely  retreat, 
In  deep  meditation  I  wandered  my  feet. 

£  I  passed  a  garden — J  paused  to  hear 

A  voice  faint  and  falt'ring  from  one  kneeling  there  j 
The  voice  of  the  mourner  affected  my  heart, 
While  pleading  in  anguish  the  poor  sinner's  part. 

3  In  offering  to  Heaven  his  pitying  prayer, 

He  spake  of  the  torments  the  sinner  must  bear  j 
His  life  as  a  ransom  he  offered  to  give 
That  sinners  redeemed  in  glory  might  live. 

4  I  listened  awhile,  then  turned  me  to  see 

What  man  of  compassion  this  stranger  cnuld  be; 
When  lo  !  I  discovered,  knelt  on  the  cold  ground, 
The  loveliest  being  that  ever  was  fonnd. 

5  His  mantle  was  wet  with  the  dews  of  the  night— 

His  locks,  by  pale  moonlight,  were  glist'ning  and  bright  j 
His  eyes,  bright  as  diamonds,  to  heaven  were  raised^ 
While  around  him  in  grandeur  stood  angels  aoaaz'd. 


FELICITY.  4! 

6  So  deep  was  his  sorrow,  so  fervent  his  praters, 

'J'hat  down  o'er  his  bosom  rolled  sweat,  blood,  and  tears  ! 

I  wept  to  behold  him,  and  asked  his  nacne, 

He  answered,  'Tis  J  Lb  US!  from  heavnn  1  came. 

7  *'  I  am  thy  Redeemer — for  thee  I  must  die  ! 
The  cup  IS  most  painful,  but  cannot  pass  by; 
Thy  sins,  which  are  many,  are  laid  upon  me, 
And  all  this  sore  anguish  1  suffer  for  thee  1" 

8  I  heard  with  attention  the  tale  of  his  wo. 
While  tears  of  repentance  like  livers  did  flow  ^ 
The  cause  of  his  sorrow  to  hear  him  repeat, 
Afflicted  my  heart,  and  I  fell  at  his  feet  : 

9  With  the  voice  of  contrition  I  loudly  did  cry, 
Lord,  save,  or  I  perish — O  save,  or  1  die  ! 

He  smiled  when  he  saw  me,  and  said  to  me,  ''  Live, 
"  Thy  sins,  which  are  many,  I  freely  forgive  !" 

10  How  sweet  was  that  sentence,  which  made  me  rejoiee! 
His  looks,  how  consoling  !  how  charming  his  voice  ! 

1  ran  from  the  garden  to  spread  it  abroad, 
And  shouted,  '•  Hosanna! — O  glory  to  God  !" 

11  I'm  now  on  my  journey  to  mansi<>ns  above — 
My  soul's  full  of  glory,  of  life,  light,  and  love-, 
1  think  of  the  garden,  the  sweat,  and  the  tears, 

"  And  of  that  lovely  Stranger  who  banished  my  fears." 

12  The  day  of  bright  glory  is  rolling  around. 

When  Gabriel,  descending,  the  trumpet  shall  sound  ; 
My  soul  then  in  raptures  of  glory  will  rise. 
To  gaze  on  tlie  Stranger  with  unclouded  eyes. 


44. 


8&,7. 


FAR  from  me  be  grief  and  sadness, 
Farther  siill  unhallowed  mirth, 

Ziou's  sons  may  sing  for  gladness; 
Their's  are  joys  of  nobler  birth  ; 

Jesus  owns  them,  Jesus  owns  them, 
Ho  is  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth. 


42 


A    CLEAR    TITLE. 


S  All  the  worldlings'  mirth  is  madness, 
All  their  labour  fruitless  toil  ; 

'Tis  the  saints  that  taste  of  gladness, 
Though  the  world  their  choice  revile  ; 

Sweet  their  portion,  sweet  their  portion, 
Life  is  in  the  Saviour's  smile. 

3  Once  the  world  was  all  our  treasure. 

Then  the  world  our  hearts  possessed  ; 
But  we  taste  sublimer  pleasure, 

Since  the  Lord  has  made  us  blessed  ; 
We  can  witness,  we  can  witness, 

Jesus  gives  his  people  rest. 

4  Though  unseen,  I  love  the  Saviour, 

He  has  brought  salvation  near  ; 
Manifests  his  pardoning  favor; 

And  when  Jesus  doth  appear, 
Soul  and  body,  soul  and  body, 

Shall  his  glorious  image  bear. 

5  This  hath  set  me  all  on  fire. 

Strongly  glows  the  flame  of  love  ; 
Higher  mounts  my  soul,  and  higher 

Struggles  for  its  swift  remove  ; 
Then  I'll  praise  him,  then  I'll  praise  him 

In  a  nobler  strain  above. 

45.    c.  M. 

1  WHEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear, 
To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
A  ad  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 


MORNING    LIGHT.  43 

O  that  will  be  joyful,  O  that  will  be  joyful, 
When  we  meet  to  part  no  more, 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore , 

'Tis  there  we'll  meet  at  Jesus'  feet, 

When  we  meet  to  part  no  more. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  hellish  darts  be  hurled, 

Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage. 

And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares,  like  a  wild  deluge,  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall  ; 
May  I  hut  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all. 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest  ; 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

5  When  we've  hern  there  ten  thousand  years. 

Bright  shining  as  the  sun, 
W^e've  no  less?  days  to  sing  God's  praise 
Than  when  we  tirst  begun. 

46.     7&6. 
1  THE  morning  light  is  breaking, 
The  darkness  disappears, 
The  sons  of  earth  are  waking, 
To  penitential  tears ; 


44  MORNING    LIGHT. 

Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean, 
Brings  tidings  from  afar, 

Of  nations  in  commotion, 
Prepared  for  Zion's  war. 

2  Rich  dews  of  grace  come  o'er  us, 

In  many  a  gentle  shower, 
And  brighter  scenes  before  us 

Are  opening  every  hour; 
Each  cry  to  Heaven  going. 

Abundant  answer  brings, 
And  heavenly  gales  are  blowing, 

With  peace  upon  their  wings. 

3  See  heathen  nations  bending, 

Before  the  God  we  love, 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending, 

In  gratitude  above  : 
While  sinners,  now  confessing, 

Tl)e  gos])el  call  obey. 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  blessing, 

A  nation  in  a  day. 

4  Blest  river  of  salvation, 

Pursue  thy  onward  way, 
Flow  thou  to  every  nation. 

Nor  in  thy  richness  stay  ; 
Stay  not,  till  all  the  lowly 

Triumphant  reach  their  home. 
Stay  not,  till  all  the  holy, 

Proclaim,  the  Lord  has  come. 


•CUE  »ETRBAT....»ITmE  TGACBINQ.         45 

47.   8s. 

1  FROM  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat — 
*Tis  found  beneath  the  mercy-seat. 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads; 

A  place,  of  all  on  earth,  most  sweet ; 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend ; 
Though  sundered  far, — by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  There,  there,  on  eagle-wings  we  soar, 
And  sin  and  sense  molest  no  more, 

And  heaven  comes  down,  our  souls  to  greet. 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

48.     L.  M. 

1  now  sweetly  flow'd  the  gospel  sound, 
From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 

When  listening  thousands  gathering  round, 
The  voice  of  Jesus  filled  the  place. 

2  From  heaven  he  came,  of  heaven  he  spoke, 
To  heaven  he  led  his  follower's  way; 
Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Unveiling  one  immortal  day. 


4Q  CHRIST    AT    THE    DOOR. 

3  Come,  wanderers,  to  ray  father's  home. 
Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest ! 
Yes,  sacred  Teacher,  we  will  come, 
Obey  thee,  love  thee,  and  be  blest. 

4  Now  to  the  Lord  who  makes  us  know. 
The  wonders  of  his  dying  love, 

Be  humble  honors  paid  below, 
And  strains  of  nobler  praise  above. 

49.     8&7. 

1  JESUS  stands,  oh  how  amazing. 
Stands  and  knocks  at  ev'ry  door  : 
In  his  hands  ten  thousand  blessings, 
Proffer'd  to  the  wretched  poor. 

9  See  him  bleeding,  dying,  rising, 
To  prepare  you  heavenly  rest; 
Listen,  while  he  kindly  calls  you, 
Hear,  and  be  forever  blest. 

3  Will  you  spurn  his  richest  mercy, 
Spurn,  and  sink  to  endless  pain  ; 
Or  to  realms  of  bliss  and  glory, 
Rise,  and  with  him  ever  reign  ? 

4  Now  he  has  not  come  to  judgment, 
To  condemn  your  wretched  race  ; 
But  to  ransom  ruined  sinners, 
And  display  unbounded  grace. 

5  Will  you  plunge  in  endless  darkness. 
There  to  bear  eternal  pain  ! 

Or  to  realms  of  glorious  brightness 
Rise,  and  with  him  ever  reign  ? 


WAY-FARING    MAN.  47 

6  Will  you  hear  this  invitation, 
Seek  and  have  your  sins  forgiven  ? 
Or  neglect  the  great  salvation, 
Kindly  offer'd  you  from  heaven  ? 

50.    8^ 

1  A  POOR,  way-faring  man  of  grief, 
Hath  otlen  cross'd  me  on  my  way, 
Who  sued  so  humbly  for  relief, 
That  I  could  never  answer  nay : 

I  had  not  pow'r  to  ask  his  name, 
Whither  he  went  or  whence  he  came  ; 
Yet  there  was  something  in  his  eye, 
That  won  my  love,  I  knew  not  why. 

2  Once,  when  my  scanty  meal  was  spread. 
He  entered,  not  a  word  he  spake  ; 

Just  perishing  for  want  of  bread  ; 
I  gave  him  all,  he  blessed  it,  brake, 
And  ate,  but  give  me  part  again ; 
Mine  was  an  angel's  portion  then, 
And  while  I  fed  with  eager  haste, 
The  crust  was  manna  to  my  taste. 

3  I  spied  him  where  a  fountain  burst 

Clear  from  the  rock,  his  strength  was  gone, 

The  heedless  water  mocked  his  thirst, 

He  heard  it,  saw  it  hurrying  on. 

I  ran  and  raised  the  sufferer  up, 

Thrice  from  the  stream  he  drained  my  cup, 

Then  dipped,  returned  it  running  o'er; 

I  drank,  and  never  thirsted  more. 


48  iPTAY-FARINQ   MAN. 

4  'Twas  night.     The  floods  were  out ;  it  blew 
A  wintry  hurricane  aloof. 

I  heard  his  T«)ice  abroad,  and  flew 

To  bid  him  welcome  to  my  roof. 

I  warmed,  I  clothed,  I  cheered  my  guest, 

Laid  him  on  my  own  couch  to  rest  ; 

Then  made  the  earth  my  bed,  and  seemed 

In  Eden's  garden,  while  1  dreamed. 

5  Stripped,  wounded,  beaten  nigh  to  death, 
I  found  him  by  the  highway  side  ; 

I  roused  his  pulse,  brought  back  his  breath, 
Revived  his  spirit,  and  supplied 
Wine,  oil,  refreshment ;  he  was  healed. 
I  had  myself  a  wound  concealed, 
But  from  that  hour  forgot  the  smart, 
And  peace  bcund  up  my  broken  heart, 

6  In  prison  I  s.  w  him  next,  condemned 
To  meet  a  traitor's  doom  at  morn  ; 
The  tide  of  lying  tongues  I  stemmed. 
And  honored  him  mid  shame  and  scorn. 
My  friendship's  utmost  zeal  to  try, 

He  asked  if  I  for  him  would  die  1 

The  flesh  was  weak,  my  blood  ran  chill, 

But  the  free  spirit  cried,  "  1  will !" 

7  Then  in  a  moment,  to  my  view. 
The  stranger  started  from  disguise; 
The  tokens  in  his  hands  I  knew, 
My  Saviour  stood  before  my  eyes  ! 


FORGET  HIM  NOT APPEALS.        49 

He  spake,  and  my  poor  name  he  named — 
'*  Of  nie  ihou  hast  not  been  ashamed ; 

^^    These  deeds  sliall  thy  memorial  be  ; 

j    Fear  not,  lliou  didst  it  unto  me." 

\  51.    LM- 

1  O  THOU,  my  soul,  forget  no  more 
The  Friend  who  all  thy  sorrows  bore  ; 
Let  every  idol  he  forgot, 

But,  O  njy  soul,  forget  him  not. 

2  Renounce  thy  works  and  ways  with  grief, 
And  fly  to  this  divine  relief, 

Nor  him  forget  who  left  his  throne, 
And  for  thy  life  gave  up  his  own. 

3  Infinite  truth  and  mercy  shine 
In  liim,  and  he  himself  is  thine  ; 
And  can'st  thou,  then,  with  sin  beset, 
Such  charms,  such  matchless  charms  forget  t 

4  Oh  !  no — till   life  itself  depart, 

His  name  shall  cheer  and  warm  my  heart  ; 
And  lisping  this  from  earth  I'll  rise 
And  join  the  chorus  of  the  skies. 

52.    'Ts. 

1  WHEN  thy  mortal  life  is  fled. 

"When  the  death  shades  o'er  thee  spread, 
Thou  hasi  finished  earth's  career, 
Sinner,  where  wilt  thou  appear  ? 

2  When  the  world  has  passed  away, 
W^hen  draws  near  the  judgment  day. 


50  THE    LORD    IN    HIS    GARDEN. 

When  the  awful  trump  shall  sound, 
Say,  oh  where  wilt  thou  be  found  ? 

3  When  the  Judge  descends  in  light, 
Clothed  in  majesty  and  might, 
When  the  wicked  quail  with  fear, 
Where,  Oh  where  wilt  thou  appear  ? 

4  What  shall  soothe  thy  bursting  heart, 
When  tlie  saints  and  thou  must  part? 
When  the  good  with  joy  are  crowned, 
Sinner,  where  wilt  thou  be  found  ? 

53.    c.  p.  M. 

1   THE  Lord  intt)  bis  garden  comes, 
The  spices  yield  their  rich  perfumes; 

The  lilies  grow  and  thrive  ; 
Refreshing  show'rs  of  grace  divine, 
From  Jesus  flow  to  ev'ry  vine, 

And  make  the  dead  revive. 
3  This  makes  the  dry  and  barren  ground, 
Jn  springs  of  water  to  abound. 

And  fruitful  soil  become  ; 
The  desert  blossoms  like  the  rose, 
When  Jesus  conquers  all  his  foes, 

And  makes  his  people  one. 
3  The  glorious  time  is  rolling  on, 
The  gracious  work  is  now  begun, 

My  soul  a  witness  is  ; 
Come,  taste  and  st;e  the  pardon  free 
To  all  mankind,  as  well  as  me, 

Who  come  to  Christ  may  live. 


HOME. 


51 


54.    lis. 

UPHOLD  me,  my  Saviour,  in  this  doubtful  race, 
^TiJl  J  enter  glory  to  gaze  on  thy  face, 
Tis  then,  O  my  Saviour,  Dl  love  thee  alone, 
When  1  enter  glory,  my  permanent  home. 

2  My  soul  now  rejoices,  my  Saviour,  to  know 
That  thou  wilt  protect  me  through  this  vale  of  wo; 
For  me  thou  dost  pray  on  thy  heavenly  throne, 
My  faith  may  not  fail  till  I  enter  my  home. 

3  How  sweet,  O  my  Saviour,  the  thought  of-that  day 
When  thou  wilt  my  soul  bear  from  earth  faraway; 
I'll  watch  unto  prayer,  until  angels  do  come 

To  bear  rne  away  to  my  heavenly  home. 

4  Away  then  those  joys  whicli  glide  swiftly  away, 
]No  more  their  false  cliarms  shall  my  heart  lead  astray; 
Their  notes  and  their  songs  they  do  jar  in  their  tone, 
Compared  with  the  joys  which  await  me  at  home. 

5  Here  then,  as  an  exile,  I'll  willingly  stay  ; 
With  patience  I'll  wait,  and  attend  to  the  day 
When  my  Saviour  shall  call  from  his  heavenly  thmne, 
Come,  child,  come  away  to  thy  own  native  home. 

55.    c.  M. 

1  O,  LAND  of  rest,  for  thee  T  sigh, 

When  will  tlie  moment  come  ; 
When  I  shall  lay  my  armor  by, 
And  dwell  with  Christ,  at  honne  1 

2  No  tranquil  joys  on  earth  I  know, 

No  peaceful  sheltering  dome  ; 
This  world's  a  wilderness  of  wo, 
This  world  is  not  my  home. 


52  noMs. 

8  Weary  of  wandering  round  and  round 
This  vale  of  sin  and  p^lootn  ; 
I  longr  to  leave  unhallowed  ground, 
And  dwell  with  Christ,  at  home. 
4  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  O  how  long! 
When  will  thy  chariot  come, 
Tp  bear  my  waiting  soul  away 
To  my  eternal  home  ! 

56.    8  ^s^  7. 

1  THERE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest, 

1^0  mourning  wanderers  given  ; 
There  is  a  tear  for  souls  distress'd^ 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast; 

^Tis  found  alone  in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 

By  sins  and  sorrows  driven  ; 
When  toss'd  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals. 
Where  storms  arise  and  ocean  rolls, 

And  all  is  drear  but  heaven. 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  the  tearless  eye, 

The  heart  with  anguish  riven  ; 
It  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
Sees  evening  shadows  quickly  fly. 

And  ail  serene  in  heaven. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 

And  joys  supreme  are  given  ; 
There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom ; 
Beyond  the  dark  and  narrow  tomb, 

Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 


CANAAN.  53 

57.   8'- 

1  JESUS,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone, 
I'm  bound  to  the  land  of  Canaan. 
He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon ; 
I'm  bound  to  the  land  of  Canaan. 
O  Canaan,  bright  Canaan, 
I'm  bound  to  the  land  of  Canaan. 

0  Canaan,  it  is  my  happy  home; 
I'm  bound  to  the  land  of  Canaan. 

1  Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone  ; 
He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon  ; 
His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment ; 
The  King's  highway  of  holiness  ; 

I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought, 
And  mourned  because  I  found  it  not ; 
My  grief,  my  burden  long  has  been, 
Because  I  could  not  cease  from  sin. 

4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 

1  felt  its  weight  and  guilt  the  more  ; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 

*•  Come  hither,  soul,  I  am  the  wat." 

5  Lo !  glad  I  come,  and  thou,  blest  Lamb, 
Shall  take  me  to  thee,  whose  I  am  ; 
Nothing  but  sin  have  I  to  give, 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 


54  DELUSION DEDICATION. 

6       Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round, 
What  a  dear  Saviour  1  have  found, 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say,  "  Behold  the  way  to  God  1** 

58.   8&6. 

i   O,  WHY  should  sinful  men  below. 

To  wild  delusions  giv'n, 
Beneath  their  feet  the  gospel  throw. 
And  thus  tlieir  hopes  of  peace  forego. 

And  all  the  joys  of  heav'n  ? 

2  Too  long,  indeed,  with  love  divine, 

My  soul,  like  theirs,  had  striv'n  ; 
Now,  chang'd   by  grace,  this  heart  of  mine 
Can  all  the  charms  of  earth  resign, 

And  seek  its  rest  in  heav'n. 

3  No  more,  with  mercy's  self  at  war. 

On  error's  waves  I'm  drir'n  ; 
From  sin's  dark  shoals  I  steer  me  far. 
My  Saviour's  smile  my  polar  star, 

My  home  the  port  of  heav'n. 

59.   s&'e. 

1  O  LORD,  thy  heavenly  grace  impart, 
And  fix  my  frail  inconstan  heart ; 
Henceforth  my  chief  desire  shall  be, 
To  dedicate  myself  to  thee  ! 
To  thee,  my  God,  to  thee  ! 


DESIRING    THE    SPIRIT.  55 

2  Whate'er  pursuits  my  time  employ, 
One  thought  shall  fill  my  soul  with  joy  ; 
That  silent,  secret  thought  shall  be, 
That  all  my  hopes  are  fixed  on  thee  ! 

On  thee,  my  God,  on  thee  ! 

3  Thy  glorious  eye  pervadeth  space, 
Thou'rt  present,  Lord,  in  every  place  ; 
And  wheresoe'er  my  lot  may  be, 

Still  shall  my  spirit  cleave  to  thee  1 
To  thee,  my  God,  to  thee ! 

4  Renouncing  every  worldly  thing. 
Safe,  'neath  the  shelter  of  thy  wing, 
My  sweetest  thought  henceforth  shall  be 
That  all  I  want  I  find  in  thee ! 

In  thee,  my  God,  in  thee  ! 

60.    7&6. 

1  SAVIOUR,   I  thy  word  believe, 

My  unbelief  remove  ; 
Now  thy  quickening  Spirit  give, 

The  unction  from  above, 
Show  me.  Lord,  how  good  thou  art ; 

Now  thy  gracious  word  fulfil  ; 
Send  the  witness  to  my  heart, 

The  Holy  Gho.^t  reveal. 

2  Blessed  Comforter,  come  down, 

And  live  and  move  in  me  ; 
Make  my  every  deed  thine  own, 
In  all  things  led  by  thee  : 


56  PURITY    OP    HEART    DESIRED. 

Bid  my  sin  and  fear  depart, 

And  witliin,  oh  deign  to  dwell ; 
Faithful  Witness,  in  my  heart 

Thy  perfect  light  reveal. 
3  Whom  the  world  cannot  receive, 

O  Lord,  reveal  in  me  ; 
Son  of  God,  I  cease  to  live, 

Unless  I  live  to  thee. 
Make  me  choose  the  better  part ; 

Oh,  do  thou  my  pardon  seal  j 
Send  ihe  witness  to  my  heart, 

The  Holy  Ghost  reveal. 

61.    c.  M. 

1  OH  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  Goo, 

A  heart  from  sin  set  free  ! 
A  heart  that's  sprinkled  with  the  blood 
So  freely  shed  for  me  ! 

2  Oh  for  a  heart  submissive,  meek, 

My  great  Redeemer's  throne  ; 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 

3  Oh  for  an  humble,  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true,  and  clean  ! 
Which  neither  life,  nor  death,  can  part 
From  him  who  dwells  within. 

4  Thy  tenjper,  gracious  Lord,  impart; 

Come  quickly  from  above  ; 
Oh,  write  thy  name  upon  my  heart — 
Thy  uurne,  O  Goo,  is  Love. 


PLEADING PRAISE.  57 

62.    L.  M. 

AND  (lost  thou  say,  **  Ask  what  thou  wilt?" 
Lord,  I  would  seize  the  golden  hour — 
I  pray  to  he  released  from  guilt, 
And  freed  from  sin's  polluting  power. 

More  of  thy  presence,  Lord,  impart  ; 
More  of  thine  image  let  me  bear  : 
Erect  thy  throne  within  my  heart, 
And  reign,  without  a  rival,  there. 

Give  me  to  read  my  pardon  sealed, 
And  from  thy  joy  to  draw  my  strength  ; 
Oh  be  thy  boundless  love  revealed 
In  ail  its  height,  and  breadth,  and  length. 

Grant  these  requests — I  ask  no  more, 
But  to  thy  care  the  rest  resign  : 
Sick,  or  in  health — or  rich,  or  poor, 
All  shall  be  well,  if  thou  art  mine. 

63.    c.p.  M. 

OH,  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
Oh,  could  I  sound  the  glories  forth. 

Which  in  my  Saviour  shine! 
I'd  soar,  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel,  while  he  sings 

In  notes  almost  divine. 

I'd  sing  the  precious  blood  he  spilt, 
My  ransom  from  the  dreadful  guilt 
Of  sin,  and  wrath  divine  : 


58  INVITATION. 

I'd  sing  his  glorious  righteousness, 
In  which  all-perfect,  heavenly  dress 
My  soul  shall  ever  shine. 

3  I'd  sing  the  characters  he  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears, 

Exalted  on  his  throne  : 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
I  would,  in  everlasting  days. 

Make  all  his  glories  known. 

4  Well — the  delightful  day  will  come. 
When  my  dear  Lord  will  bring  me  home, 

And  I  shall  see  his  face  : 
Then,  with  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  I'll  spend, 

Triumphant  in  his  grace. 

64.     8,  7,  &  4. 

1  SINNERS,  come,  believe  the  message. 

Sent  in  mercy  from  above  ! 
Every  sentence — oh  how  tender  1 
Every  line  is  full  of  love  : 

Listen  to  it — 
Every  line  is  full  of  love. 

2  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  gospel, 

News  from  Zion's  King  proclaim, 
"  Pardon  to  each  rebel  sinner  ! 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name." 

How  important ! — 
"  Free  forgiveness  in  his  name  V* 


HAPPY    CHOICE.  59 

3  Tempted  souls,  they  bring  you  succor; 
Fearful  hearts,  they  quell  your  fears  ; 
And,  with  news  of  consolation. 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears  : 

Tender  heralds ! — 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears. 

65.     L.   M. 

1  OH  happy  day,  that  fix'd  my  choice 
On  thee,  my  Saviour,  and  my  God  ; 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 

2  Oh  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows 
To  Him  who  merits  all  my  love  ! 
Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  the  house, 
While  10  his  altar  now  I  move. 

3  'Tis  done — the  great  transaction  's  done  ; 
I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine  : 

He  drew  mcj,  and  I  followed  on, 
Rejoiced  to  owiT  the  call  divine. 

4  Now  rest — my  long-divided  heart — 
Fixed  on  this  blissful  centre,  rest — 
Here  have  I  found  a  nobler  part, 
Here  heavenly  pleasures  fill  my  breast. 

5  High  Heaven,  that  hears  the  solemn  vow, 
That  vow,  renewed,  shall  daily  hear  j 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 


60  RENOUNCING  TUB  WORLD. 

66.    lOs&iis. 

1  O  TELL  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain  store, 
The  time  for  such  trifles  wiih  me  now  is  o'er; 

A  country  I've  found,  where  true  joys  abound, 
To  dwell  I'm  determin'd  on  that  happy  ground. 

2  The  souls  that  believe,  in  paradise  live, 
And  me  in  that  number  will  Jesus  receive. 

My  soul,  don't  delay — he  calls  thee  away, 
Rise,  follow  thy  Saviour,  and  bless  the  glad  day. 

3  No  mortal  doth  know  what  he  can  bestow, 
What  light,  strength,  and  comfort — go  after  him,  go. 

Lo!  onward  I  move  to  a  city  above, 
None  guesses  how  wonderous  my  journey  will  prove. 

4  Great  spoils  ]  shall  win,  from  death,  hell  and  sin, 
'Midst  outward  afflictions  shall  feel  Chrut  withia. 

And  when  I'm  to  die,  receive  me,  I'll  cry. 
For  Jesus  hath  lov'd  me,  I  cannot  tell  why. 

5  Bui  this  I  do  find,  we  two  are  so  join'd, 
He'll  not  live  in  glory,  and  leave  me  behind. 

So  this  is  the  race  I'm  running  through  grace. 
Henceforth — till  admitted  to  see  my  Loid's  face. 

67.     6&4. 

1  MY  faith  looks  up  to  thee, 
Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary; 

Saviour  divine  ; 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray ; 
Take  all  my  guilt  away  ; 
O  let  me  from  this  day 

Be  wholly  thine. 

2  May  thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  hearty 

My  zeal  inspire ; 


STAR    IN    THE    KAST.  61 

As  thou  hast  died  for  me, 
O  may  my  love  to  thee, 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be, 
A  living  fire. 

3  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  thou  my  guide  ; 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day, 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away, 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  tiiee  aside. 

4  When  ends  life's  transient  dream, 
W^hen  death's  cold  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll  ; 
Blest  Saviour,  then  in  love, 
Fear  and  distrust  remove  ; 
O  bear  me  safe  above — 

A  ransom'd  soul. 

68.    ii&io. 

1  HAIL  the  blest  morn,  when  the  great  Mediator 

Down  from  the  regions  of  plory  descends; 
Shepherds,  go  worship  the  babe  in  the  rnang'er, 
Lo  !  for  your  guide  the  bright  angel  descends. 

2  Brioflitest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning ! 

Shine  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  your  aid  ; 
Star  in  the  East  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  the  infant  Redeemer  is  laid 


62  MY  REDEERfER  LIVES. 

3  Cold  in  his  cradle  the  dew-drops  are  shining", 

Low  lies  his  head  with  tlie  beasts  of  the  stall ; 
Ano-els  adore  him,  in  slumbers  reclining, 
Maker  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all. 

4  Say,  shall  we  yield  him  in  costly  devotion, 

Odors  of  Eden,  in  offerings  divine  ; 
Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  from  the  ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  and  gold  from  the  mine  ? 

5  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation. 

Vainly  with  gifts  would  his  favor  secure  ; 
Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration, 

Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

69.     L.  M. 

1  I  KNOW  that  my  Redeerrier  lives — 
What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives ! 

He  lives — he  lives  !   who  once  was  dead, 
He  lives,  my  everlasting  head  ! 

2  He  lives  to  bless  me  with  his  love, 
He  lives  to  plead  for  me  above  ; 
He  lives  my  hungry  soul  to  feed, 
He  lives  to  help  in  time  of  need. 

3  He  lives,  and  grants  me  daily  breath, 
He  lives,  and  I  shall  conquer  death  ; 
He  lives  my  mansion  to  prepare, 

He  lives  to  bring  me  safely  there. 

4  He  lives! — all  glory  to  his  name! 
He  lives,  my  Saviour,  still  the  same  ; 
How  great  the  joy  this  sentence  gives, 
"  I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives  !" 


CLOSET    HYMN SUBMISSION.  63 

70.    LM. 

1  WHEN,  O  my  Saviour,  shall  this  heart 
So  feel  the  influence  of  thy  grace, 
That  from  thy  cross  'twill   ne'er  depart ; 
But  live  around  that  hallowed  place  ? 

2  The  brightest  scenes  of  earth  are  dim, 
If  Jesus  be  not  with  me  there  ; 

All  worldly  joys,  compared  with  him, 
Seem  vain  as  fleeting  shadows  are. 

3  O  could  1  live  beneath  his  smile, 
And  lean  upon  his  sacred  breast, 
No  fond  allurement  should  beguile 
A  heart  so  privileged — so  blest. 

4  Come  then,  my  Saviour,  and  constrain 
This  wayward  soul,  nor  let  it  rove; 
Recall  me  to  thine  arms  again, 

And  bind  me  there  "  with  chords  of  love.'* 

71.     1-  M. 

1  O  THAT  my  load  of  sin  were  gone, 
O  that  I  could  at  last  submit. 

At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  me  down  ! 
To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet ! 

2  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find  : 
Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art, 
Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind. 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 


64  ROCK    OF    AGES. 

3  Break  oflf  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 
AnH  fully  set  my  spirit  free  ; 

I  cannot  rest  till  pure  within, 
Till  I  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 

4  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God, 
Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove, 

The  cross  all  stain'd  with  hallow'd  blood, 
The  labor  of  thy  dying  love. 

5  I  would  :  but  thou  must  give  the  power  ; 
My  heart  from  every  sin  release  ; 
Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour, 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 

6  Come,  Lord,  the  drooping  sinner  cheer, 
Nor  let  thy  chariot  wlieels  delay  ; 
Appear  in  my  poor  heart,  appear  ; 

My  God,  my  Saviour,  come  away  ! 

1  ROCK  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee  ; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood. 
From  thy  wounded  side  that  flow'd, 
Be  of  sin  the  perfect  cure ; 

Save  me  Lord,  and  make  me  pure. 

2  Should  my  tears  for  evet  flow  ; 
Should  my  zeal  no  languor  know  ; 
This  for  sin  could  not  atone ; 


CHRIST    ALL    IN   ALL.  65 

Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone, 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring ; 
SimpJy  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 

3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  mine  eyelids  close  in  death, 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 
And  behold  thee  on  thy  throne- 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 

73.    73. 

1  HOLY  Jesus,  lovely  Lamb, 
Thine,  and  only  thine,  I  am  ; 
Take  my  body,  spirit,  soul, 
Only  thou  possess  the  whole. 

2  Thou  my  dearest  object  be. 
Let  me  ever  cleave  to  thee  ; 
Let  me  choose  the  better  part, 
liCt  me  give  thee  all  ray  heart. 

3  Whom  have  I  on  earth  below  ? 
Only  thee  I  wish  to  know  1 
Whom  have  I  in  heav'n  but  theet 
Thou  art  all  in  all  to  me. 

4  All  my  treasure  is  above, 
All  my  riches  is  thy  love: 
Who  the  worth  of  love  can  tellt 
Infinite  I  unsearchable. 

8 


66  THE   FRIEND  OF   SINNERS. 

5  Nothing  else  may  I  require  ; 
Let  me,  thee  alone  de:>ire  : 
Pleas'd  with  what  thy  love  provides  ; 
Wean'd  from  all  the  world  besides. 

74.   c.  p.  M. 

1  WHENE'ER  I  look  into  thy  word, 
And  read  about  my  dearest  Loro, 

The  Friend  of  sinful  man  ; 
And  trace  my  Saviour's  footsteps  there; 
What  humble  love,  what  holy  fear 

Through  all  his  conduct  ran  ! 

2  If  I  regard  the  matchless  grace 
He  show'd  unto  the  human  race. 

How  he  for  them  became 
A  poor  sojourner  here  below, 
Oppress'd  by  pain  and  sorrow  too, 

I  can't  but  love  his  name. 

3  And  when  I  view  his  love  to  God, 
Those  steps  in  which  the  Saviour  trod, 

1  long  to  tread  them  too  ! 
I   h)iig  to  be  inspir'd  with  zeal 
To  execute  my  Father's  will. 

As  Jesus  us'd  to  do. 

4  T  read  that  he,  on  duty  bent, 
'1\)  lonely  places  often  went, 

To  ^eek  his  Father  there  : 
The  early  morn  and  dewy  ground 
Can  witness,  they  the  Saviour  found 

Engag'd  in  fervent  pray'r. 


PllIUE    IN    DRESS.  67 

5  And  did  my  Saviour  love  to  pray 
Before  the  light  unveil'd  the  day  ? 

And  shall   I   backward  be? 
No,  dearest  Lord,  forbid  the  thought ; 
Help  me  to  fight,  as  Jesus  fought, 

Each  foe  that  hinders  me. 

6  And  you,  ray  friends,  who  love  his  name, 
Who  love  to  imitate  the  Lamb, 

And  more  of  Jesus  know  ; 
Come,  let  us  all  surround  his  throne. 
And  see  what  blessings  on  his  own 

Our  Saviour  will  bestow. 

75.    L-  M- 

1  WHY  should  our  garments,  made  to  hide 
Our  parents'  shame,  provoke  our  pride  ? 
The  art  of  dress  did  ne'er  begin, 

'Till  Eve,  our  mother,  learn  to  sin. 

2  When  first  she  put  the  covering  on. 
Her  robe  of  innocence  was  gone  ; 
And  yet  her  children  vainly  boast 
In  the  sad  marks  of  glory  lost. 

3  Then  will  I  set  my  heart  to  find 
Inward  adornings  of  the  mind; 
Knowledge  and  virtue,  truth  and  grace, 
These  are  the  robes  of  richest  dress. 

4  No  more  shall  worms  with  me  compare, 
This  is  the  raiment  angels  wear : 

The  Son  of  God,  when  here  below, 
Put  en  this  blest  apparel  too. 


68  EARTHLT   TOYS. 

5  It  never  fades,  it  ne'er  grows  old, 

Nor  fears  the  rain,  nor  moth,  nor  mould; 

It  takes  no  spot,  but  still  refines ; 

The  more  'tis  worn,  the  more  it  shines. 

6  In  this  on  earth  would  I  appear, 
Then  go  to  heaven,  and  wear  it  there; 
God  will  approve  it  in  his  sight, 

*Tis  his  own  work,  and  his  delight. 

76.    L.  M. 

1  BEHOLD  the  sons,  the  heirs  of  God, 
So  dearly  bought  with  Jesus'  blood  ! 
Are  they  not  born  to  heavenly  joys, 
And  shall  they  stoop  to  earthly  toys  ? 

2  Doth  rain  discourse,  or  empty  mirth, 
Well  suit  the  honors  of  their  birth? 
Shall  they  be  fond  of  gay  aitire, 
Which  children  love,  and  fools  admire  1 

3  Lord,  raise  our  hearts  and  passions  higher; 
Touch  our  vain  souls  with  sacred  fire  ; 
Then,  with  a  heaven-directed  eye, 

We'll  pass  these  glittering  trifles  by. 

4  We'll  look  on  all  the  toys  below 
With  such  disdain  as  angels  do; 
And  wait  the  call,  that  bids  us  rise 
To  mansions  promised  in  the  skies. 


OFFICES    OP    CHRIST. 

77.    L-  M- 

1  GO,  worship  at  Immanuel's  feet, 
See  in  his  face  what  wonders  meet ! 
Earth  is  too  narrow  to  express 

His  worth,  his  glory,  or  his  grace. 

2  The  whole  creation  can  afford 

But  some  faint  shadows  of  my  Lord  ; 
Nature,  to  make  his  beauties  known, 
Must  mingle  colors  not  her  own. 

3  Is  he  a  fountain  1     There  I  bathe, 
And  heal  the  plague  of  sin  and  death; 
These  waters  all  my  soul  renew, 

And  cleanse  my  spotted  garments  too. 

4  Is  he  a  fire  1     He'll  purge  my  dross  ; 
But  the  pure  gold  sustains  no  loss ; 
Like  a  refiner  shall  he  sit, 

And  tread  the  refuse  with  his  feet. 

5  Is  he  a  rock  ?     How  firm  he  proves  ! 
The  Rock  of  Ages  never  moves; 

Yet  the  sweet  streams  that  from  him  flow 
Attend  us  all  the  desert  through. 

6  Is  he  design'd  a  corner-stone 

For  men  to  build  their  hopes  upon  ? 
I'll  make  him  my  foundation  too, 
Nor  fear  the  plots  of  hell  below. 

7  O  let  me  climb  those  higher  skies, 
Where  storms  and  darkness  never  rise ; 

3* 


70  COMPASSION TRIUMPH. 

There  he  displays  his  power  abroad, 
And  shines  and  reigns  th'  Incarnate  God. 

8  Nor  earth,  nor  seas,  nor  sun,  nor  stars, 
Nor  heaven  his  full  resemblance  bears  ; 
.  His  beauties  we  can  never  trace. 
Till  we  behold  him  face  to  face. 

78.    s.  M. 

1  DID  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep, 
And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry? 

Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
Burst  forth  from  ev'ry  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears, 
Angels  with  wonder  see  ! 

Be  thou  astonish'd,  O  my  soul, 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

3  He  wept  that  we  might  weep  ; 
Each  sin  demands  a  tear ; 

In  heav'n  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 

79.    L.  M. 

1  CHRIST  is  my  Rock,  my  Hope,  my  Stay  ; 
In  him  I'd  triumph  all  the  day  : 

Who  can  conceive  the  pure  delight 
My  soul  enjoys  when  he's  in  sight. 

2  Though  num'rous  evils  o'er  me  roll,  ■)  '^ 
And  threaten  ruin  to  my  soul,  / 


KNOWLEDGE   OF    CHRIST.  71 

Still  in  the  strength  my  Jesus  brings, 
My  soul  triumphant  loudly  sings. 

Sings  in  the  midst  of  various  woes  ; 
Sings  through  the  host  of  all  its  foes  : 
Presses  its  rapid  course  to  God, 
Through  the  rich  plea  of  Jesus'  blood. 

For  all  the  grace  that  makes  me  sing, 
I'll  ever  thank  my  God  and  King  ; 
'Tis  he  alone  my  triumphs  raise, 
And  he  alone  shall  have  the  praise. 

80.    H.  M. 

TO  know  that  Christ  is  mine, 

To  view  his  smiling  face. 

To  see  his  glory  shine. 

Gives  pure  and  perfect  peace  ; 
O  may  I  ever  sing  and  say, 
"  Jesus  the  Saviour  died  for  me." 

To  me,  how  wond'rous  kind, 

To  me,  what  blessings  flow  ; 

His  cross  delights  my  mind, 

His  love  transports  my  soul: 
While  on  his  bosom  I  recline, 
He  tells  me  all  he  has  is  mine. 

Mine,  his  atoning  blood  ! 
And  mine,  his  righteousness! 
Mine  all  the  grace  of  God  ! 
And  mine  the  gospel  peace ! 


72         GUIDE  THROUGH  DEATH* 

Mine  ev'ry  promise  in  the  word, 
And  mine  the  fullness  of  the  Lord  I 

4  Jesus  I  now  adore, 

Salvation  now  I  prove  ; 

Lord,  may  I  never  more 

Suspect  thy  dying  love; 
Let  none  deprive  me  of  this  plea, 
•'  The  great  Redeemer  died  for  me*'^ 

81*     8,  7&4. 

1  GUIDE  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 

Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land  ; 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty  ; 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand  : 

Bread  of  heaven. 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more* 

2  Open,  Lord,  the  crystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  dovr  ',. 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through  : 

Strong  Deliverer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

2  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 
Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside : 
Death  of  deaths,  and  hell's  destruction, 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side  : 

Songs  of  praises 
1  will  ever  give  to  thee. 


LOVE    TO   JESUS. 

82.  L-  M. 

1  OF  all  the  joys  we  mortals  know, 
Jesus,  thy  love  exceeds  the  rest ; 
Love,  ihe  best  blessing  here  below, 
The  nearest  image  of  the  blest. 

2  While  of  thy  absence  we  complain, 
And  mourn  or  weep  in  all  we  do. 
There's  a  strange  pleasure  in  the  pain. 
And  tears  have  their  own  sweetness  too, 

3  When  round  thy  courts  by  day  we  rove, 
Or  ask  the  watchman  of  the  night 

For  some  kind  tidings  of  our  Love, 
Thy  very  name  creates  delight. 

4  Jesus,  our  God,  yet  rather  come  ; 
Our  eyes  would  dwell  upon  thy  face  ; 
'Tis  best  to  see  our  Lord  at  home, 
And  feel  the  presence  of  his  grace. 

83.  c.  M. 

1  LET  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue, 

It  has  no  charms  for  me  ; 
Once  I  admir'd  its  trifles  too. 
But  grace  has  set  me  free. 

2  Its  pleasures  now  no  longer  please, 

No  more  delight  afford  ; 
Far  from  my  heart  be  joys  like  these, 
Now  I  have  knowu  the  Lord. 


/4  LANGUISHING  FOR  CHRIST. 

3  As  by  the  light  of  opening  day 

The  stars  are  all  conceal'd, 
So  earthly  pleasiires  f;ide  away, 
When  Jesus  is  reveal'd. 

4  Creatures  no  more  divide  my  choice, 

1  bid  them  all  depart ; 
His  name,  his  love,  and  gracious  voice 
Have  fix'd  my  roving  heart. 

5  Now,  Lord,  I  would  be  thine  alone. 

And  wholly  live  to  thee  ; 
And  may  I  hope  that  thou  wilt  own 
A  worthless  worm  like  me  ? 

6  Yes!  though  of  sinners  I'm  the  worst, 

I  cannot  doubt  thy  will  ; 
For  if  thou  hadst  not  lov'd  me  first, 
1  had  refus'd  thee  still. 

84.    s.  M. 

1  I  LANGUISH   for  a  sight 
Of  Him  who  reigns  on  high  ; 

Jesus,  my  soul's  supreme  delight. 
For  him  alone  I  sigh. 

2  O  that  I  knew  the  place 
Where  I  might  find  my  God, 

And  make  the  arms  of  his  embrace 
My  soul's  secure  abode  ! 

3  Near  to  his  mercy  seat, 
Where  grace  triumphant  reigns, 


DEVOTION. 

Vd  come  and  worship  at  his  feet, 

And  tell  him  all  my  pains. 

The  arguments  I'd  use 

My  troubles  should  suggest: 
Nor  can  my  blessed  Lord  refuse 

The  cause  of  the  distress'd. 

O  Jesus,  bring  me  near, 

New  life,  new  strength  impart, 
Banish  at  once  my  slavish  fear, 

And  dwell  within  my  heart. 

85.    L.  M. 

JESUS,  what  shall  I  do  to  show 
How  much  I  love  thy  glorious  name  ? 
Let  my  whole  heart  with  rapture  glow 
Thy  boundless  goodness  to  proclaim. 
Yes,  dearest  Lord,  my  heart  is  thine, 
Sacred  to  thee  be  all  its  powers! 
O  bid  me  give  to  love  divine 
The  little  remnant  of  my  hours  ! 
Thou  narrow  heart,  ye  fleeting  hours, 
How  mean  the  tribute  you  can  raise  \ 
The  grace  my  thankful  soul  adores. 
Claims  an  eternity  of  praise  ! 
Lord,  if  a  distant  view  of  thee 
Can  give  such  sweet,  such  rich  delight ; 
What  must  their  joy,  their  transport  be, 
Who  dwell  forever  in  thy  sight  1 


76  PEARL   OF   GREAT   PRICE. 

5  To  that  bright  world  my  heart  aspires, 
Where  all  the  glories  of  thy  face 
Unveil'd,  shall  fill  the  soul's  desires, 
And  tune  the  song  to  boundless  grace  ! 

6  O  teach  my  heart,  my  life,  my  voice 
To  celebrate  thy  wond'rous  love  ! 
Fulfil  my  hopes,  complete  my  joys, 
And  bid  me  join  the  songs  above. 

86.   c.  M. 

1  YE  glittering  toys  of  earth,  adieu  ; 

A  nobler  choice  be  mine  ; 
A  real  prize  attracts  my  view, 
A  treasure  all  divine. 

2  Jesus,  to  multitudes  unknown, 

O  name  divinely  sweet ! 
Jesus,  in  thee,  in  thee  alone, 
Wealth,  honor,  pleasure  meet. 

3  Should  both  the  Indies  at  my  call 

Their  boasted  stores  resign, 
With  joy  I  would  renounce  them  all, 
For  leave  to  call  thee  mine. 

4  Should  earth's  vain  treasures  all  depart, 

Of  this  dear  gift  possess'd, 
I'd  clasp  it  to  my  joyful  heart, 
And  be  forever  bless'd. 

5  Dear  Sovereign  of  my  soul's  desires, 

Thy  love  is  bliss  divine  ; 
Accept  the  wish  that  love  inspires, 
And  bid  me  call  thee  mine. 


JESUS   PRECIOUS INVITATIOW.  77 

87.   c.  M. 

JESUS,  I  love  thy  charming  name, 

'Tis  music  to  my  ear  ; 
Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud, 

That  earth  and  heav'n  might  hear. 
Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 

My  transport  and  my  trust : 
Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys. 

And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 
All  my  capacious  powers  can  wish, 

In  thee  doth  richly  meet ; 
Nor  to  my  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 

Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 
Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  heart. 

And  shed  its  fragrance  there  ; 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds. 

The  cordial  of  its  care. 
I'll  speak  the  honors  of  thy  name. 

With  my  last  lab'ring  breath  ; 
And  dying,  clasp  thee  in  my  arms, 

The  antidote  of  death. 

88.     8.7&-4. 
COME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched, 
Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore  ; 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
Full  of  pity  join'd  with  pow'r. 

He  is  able  ; 
He  is  willing :  doubt  no  more. 


73  INVlTATIOIf, 

2  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger ; 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream. 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth 
Is,  to  feel  your  need  of  him  ; 

This  he  gives  you  ; 
^Tis  the  Spirit's  rising  beam. 

3  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden, 

Bruis'd  and  ruin'd  by  the  fall  ; 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all. 

Not  the  righteous, 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 

4  View  him  groaning  in  the  garden  ; 

Lo  !   your  Saviour  prostrate  lies. 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him  : 
Hear  him  cry,  before  he  dies, 

It  is  Jinishcd  ! 
Sinner,  will  not  this  suffice  ? 

5  Lo !  th'  incarnate  God,  ascended. 

Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood, 
Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly ; 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude. 

None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helj}less  sinners  good. 

6  Saints  and  angels  join'd  in  concert. 

Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb  ; 
While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 
Sweetly  echo  with  his  name. 

Hallelujah  ! 
Sinners  here  may  sing  the  same. 


LOVE UNIVERSAL    REIGN.  79 

89.    lis. 

1  O  JKSUS,  my  Saviour,  to  thee  I  submit, 

With  lore  and  thanksgiving  fall  down  at  thy  feet; 
In  sacrifice  offer  my  soul,  flesh  and  blood  5 
Thou  art  my  Redeemer,  my  Lord,  and  my  GOD. 

2  All  human  expressions  are  empty  and  vain, 
They  cannot  unriddle  love's  heavenly  flame; 
Fm  sure  if  the  tongue  of  an  angel  were  mine, 
I  could  not  this  myst'ry  completely  define, 

3  I'm  happy,  my  Saviour,  and  that  past  account! 
My  joys  are  immortal,  I  stand  on  the  mount; 

I  gaze  on  my  treasure,  and  long  to  be  there, 
With  Jesus  and  angels,  my  kindred  so  dear. 

4  O  Jksus,  my  Saviour,  with  thee  1  am  blest! 
My  life  and  salvation,  my  joy  and  my  rest; 

Thy  name  be  my  theme,  and  thy  love  be  my  song; 
Thy  grace  shall  inspire  my  heart  and  my  tongue. 

5  O  who's  like  my  Saviour;  he's  Salem's  bright  King  1 
He  smiles  and  he  loves  me,  and  learns  me  to  sing ; 

I'll  praise  him,  I'll  praise  him,  with  notes  loud  and  •hrill, 
While  rivers  of  pleasure  my  spirit  do  fill. 

90.    1-  M 

1  JESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journies  run  : 

His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  For  him.  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  praises  throng  to  crown  his  head  ; 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
With  ev'ry  morning  sacrifice. 

3  People  and  realms  of  ev'ry  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 


80  READINESS   TO   DIE. 

4  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns ; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains, 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 
And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

6  Where  he  displays  his  healing  power, 
Death  and  the  curse  are  known  no  more ; 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boast 
More  blessings  than  their  father  lost. 

6  Let  ev'ry  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King  ; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen. 

91.     L.  M. 

1  ''  I  COME,"  the  great  Redeemer  cries, 
*•  A  year  of  freedom  to  declare, 
From  debts  and  bondage  to  discharge, 
And  Jews  and  Greeks  the  grace  shall  share. 

3  "  A  day  of  vengeance  I  proclaim. 
But  not  on  man  the  storm  shall  fall ; 
Oo  me  its  thunders  shall  descend. 
My  strength,  my  love,  sustains  them  all." 

3  Stupendous  favor  !  matchless  grace  ! 
Jesus  hath  died  that  we  might  live  ; 
Not  worlds  below,  nor  worlds  above. 
Could  so  divine  a  ransom  give. 

4  To  Him  vvho  loved  our  ruin'd  race. 
And  fpr  our  lives  laid  down  his  own, 
Let  songs  of  joyful  praises  rise, 
Sublime,  eternal  as  his  throne  ! 


RESURRECTION. 


81 


92.     H.  M. 

YES,  the  Redeemer  rose  ; 
The  Saviour  left  the  dead  ; 
And  o'er  our  liellish  foes 
High  rais'd  his  conquering  head  : 


Fall  to  the  ground, 
And  sink  away. 


In  wild  dismay 

The  guards  around 

Lo  !  the  angelic  hands 
In  full  assembly  meet, 
To  wait  his  high  commands, 
And  worship  at  his  feet  : 


Jojful  they  come 

And  wing  their  way 

Then  back  to  heaven  to  fly, 
The  joyful  news  to  bear  ; 
Hark  !  as  they  soar  on  high 
What  music  fills  the  air! 


From  realms  of  day 
To  Jesus'  tomb. 


Hath  left  the  dead  ; 
He  rose  to-day." 


Their  anthems  say 

"  Jesus  who  bled 

Ye  mortals,  catch  the  sound, 
Redeem'd  by  him  from  hell  ; 
And  send  the  echo  round 
The  globe  on  which  you  dwell  ; 


Transported  cry 
"  Jesus  who  bled 


Hath  left  the  dead, 
No  more  to  die." 

All  hail,  triumphant  Lord, 

Who  sav'st  us  with  thy  blood  ! 

Wide  be  thy  name  ador'd, 

Thou  rising,  reigning  God  ! 


82 


ASCE\SIOx\. 


With  thee  we  rise, 
With  thee  we  reign, 


And  empires  gain 
Beyond  the  skies. 


93.    i^  M. 

OUR  Lord  is  risen  from  tlie  dead  ; 
Our  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  iiigh  : 
The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led, 
Drag'd  to  the  portals  of  the  sky. 
There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay  ; 
'*  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates ! 
Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way  !" 
Loose  all  your  hars  of  massy  light, 
And  wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene  ; 
He  claims  those  mansions  as  his  right; 
Receive  the  King  of  glory  in. 
•'  Who  is  the  King  of  glory,  who  ?" 
The  Lord  who  all  his  foes  o'ercame  ; 
The  world,  sin,  death  and  hell  o'erthrew, 
And  Jesus  is  the  Conqueror's  name. 
Lo  !   his  triumphal  chariot  waits. 
And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay, 
"  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates, 
Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way  !" 
'•  Who  is  the  King  of  glory,  who  ?" 
The  Lord,  of  boundless  power  possesst ; 
The  Kinor  of  saints  and  angels  too  ; 
God  over  all,  forever  blest. 


LOVE    TO    THE    REDEEMER.  83 

94.    88. 

1  MY  gracious  Redeemer  I  love, 
j   His  praises  aloud  I'll  proclaim, 

And  join  with  the  armies  above 
To  shout  his  adorable  name. 
To  gaze  on  his  glories  divine 
Shall  be  my  eternal  employ, 
And  feel  them  incessantly  shine. 
My  boundless  ineffable  joy. 

2  He  freely  redeem'd  with  his  blood. 
My  soul  from  the  confines  of  hell, 
To  live  on  the  smiles  of  my  God, 
And  in  his  sweet  presence  to  dwell  ; 
To  shine  with  the  angels  of  light. 
With  saints  and  with  seraphs  to  sing. 
To  view,  with  eternal  delight, 

My  Jebus,  my  Saviour,  my  King. 

3  Nor  sorrow,  nor  sickness,  nor  pain, 
Nor  sin,  nor  temptation,  nor  fear. 
Shall  ever  molest  me  again. 
Perfection  of  glory  reigns  there. 
This  soul  and  this  body  shall  shine 
In  robes  of  salvation  and  praise, 
And  banquet  on  pleasures  divine. 
Where  Goo  his  full  bounty  displays. 

4  Ye  palaces,  sceptres,  and  crowns. 
Your  pride  with  disdain  1  survey  ; 
Your  pomps  are  but  shadows  and  sounds, 
And  pass  in  a  moment  away  ; 


84  BACKSLIDING    BEWAILKD. 

The  crown  that  my  Saviour  bestows, 
Yon  permanent  sun  shall  outshine  ; 
My  joy  everlastingly  flows, 
My  God,  my  Redeemer  is  mine. 

95.   c.  M. 

1  HOW  oft,  alas  !  this  wretched  heart 

Has  wander'd  from  the  Lord  ! 
How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart, 
Forgetful  of  his  word  ! 

2  Yet  sovereign  mercy  calls,  ^'  Return  :" 

Dear  Lord,  and  may  I  come  ? 
My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn; 
O  take  the  wanderer  home. 

3  And  canst  thou,  wilt  thou  yet  forgive, 

And  bid  my  crimes  remove  ? 
And  shall  a  pardon'd  rebel  live, 
To  speak  thy  wond'rous  love  1 

4  Almighty  grace,  thy  healing  power, 

How  glorious,  how  divine  ! 
That  can  to  life  and  bliss  restore 
So  vile  a  heart  as  mine! 

5  Thy  pardoning  love,  so  sweet,  so  free, 

Dear  Saviour,  I  adore  ; 
O  keep  me  at  thy  sacred  feet. 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 


CRUCIFIXION.  85 

96.    L.  M. 

U  STRETCH'D  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  dies, 
Hark  !    his  expiring  groans  arise  ! 
See,  from  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side, 
Runs  down  the  sacred  crimson  tide. 

2  But  life  attends  the  deathful  sound, 

i     And  flows  from  every  bleeding  wound  ; 
The  vital  stream,  how  free  it  flows, 
To  save  and  cleanse  his  rebel  foes ! 

3  To  suffer  in  the  traitor's  place, 

J     To  die  for  man,  surprising  grace  ! 
Yet  pass  rebellious  angels  by  ! 
O  why  for  man,  dear  Saviour,  why  ? 

|4  And  didst  thou,  Lord,  for  sinners  bleed  ! 

1     And  could  the  sun  behold  the  deed  ? 
No,  he  withdrew  his  sick'ning  ray, 
And  darkness  veil'd  the  mourning  day ! 

Can  I  survey  this  scene  of  wo. 
Where  mingling  grief  and  wonder  flow  ; 
I     And  yet  my  heart  unmov'd  remain, 
Insensible  to  love  or  pain  ? 

6  Come,  dearest  Lord,  thy  grace  impart, 
To  warm  this  cold,  this  stupid  heart  ; 
'Till  all  its  power  and  passions  move. 
In  melting  grief  and  ardent  love. 


86  CRUCIFIXION. 

97.    P-  M. 

1  COME,  see  my  Saviour!  Come,  see  ray  Saviour! 

Come,  see  my  Saviour  and  God  ! 
Behold !  on  Calvary, 
He  died  for  you  and  me  ; 
And  did  purchase  our  pardon  with  blood. 

2  He  was  extended  !  He  was  extended  ! 

Shamefully  nail'd  to  the  cross  ! 
He  bow'd  his  head  and  died  ! 
Thus  my  Lord  was  crucified, 
To  atone  for  a  world  that  was  lost ! 

3  Jesus  hung  bleeding!  Jesus  hung  bleeding! 

Three  dreadful  hours  in  pain! 
And  the  solid  rocks  were  rent 
Through  creation's  vast  extent, 
When  the  Jews  crucifi'd  the  God-man  ! 

4  Darkness  prevailed  !  Darkness  prevailed  ! 

Darkness  prevail'd  o'er  the  land  ! 
And  the  sun  refus'd  to  shine 
When  his  Majesty  divine 
Was  derided,  insulted  and  slain  ! 

5  When  it  was  finish'd  :  When  it  was  finished, 

And  the  atonement  was  made, 
He  was  taken  by  the  great, 
And  enbalm'd  in  spices  sweet, 
And  was  in  a  new  sepulchre  laid. 

6  Hail,  mighty  Saviour!  Hail,  mighty  Saviour! 

Prince  and  the  author  of  peace: 
He  did  burst  the  bars  of  death, 
And  triumphant  from  the  earth 
He  ascended  to  mansions  of  bliss. 


DEATH   DESIRABLE.  87 

7  There  interceding:  Tiiere  interceding; 

Pleading  that  sinners  may  live  ; 
Saying-,  "Father,  I  have  died  ! 
Pray  behold  my  hands  and  side  ! 
(),  forgive  them,  I  pray  thee,  forgive." 

8  "I  will  forgive  them;  I  will  forgive  them, 

When  they  repent  and  believe  ; 
Let  them  now  return  to  thee, 
And  be  reconciPd  to  me. 
And  salvation  they  all  shall  receive." 

98.    lis. 

1  I  WOULD  not  live  alway  ;  I  ask  not  to  stay 
Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  the  way: 
The  few  lurid  mornings  that  dawn  on  us  here 
Are  enough  for  liCe's  woes,  full  enough  for  its  cheer. 

2  I  would  not  live  alway,  thus  fettered  by  sin — 
Temptation  without,  and  corruption  within  : 
E'en  the  rapture  of  pardon  is  mingled  with  fears, 
And  the  cup  of  thanksgiving  with  penitent  tears. 

3  I  would  not  live  alway  :  no — welcome  the  tomb: 
Since  Jksus  hath  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its  gloom. 
There  sweet  be  my  rest  till  he  bid  me  arise 

To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 

4  Who,  who  would  live  alway, away  from  his  God — 
.  Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode, 

Where  the  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  o'er  the  bright  plains, 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns? 

5  Where  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet, 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported  to  greet; 
While  the  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll. 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the  soul  ? 


88  DELIGHT    IN    CHRIST. 

99.    n&,8. 

1  O  Thou,  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes  delight, 
On  whom  in  affliction  1  call ; 
My  comfort  by  day,  and  my  song  in  the  night, 
My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all. 

S  Where  dost  thou  at  noon-tide  resort  with  thy  sheep, , 
To  feed  on  the  pastures  of  love  ?  \ 

Say,  why  in  the  valley  of  death  should  1  weep, 
Or  alone  in  the  wilderness  rove  ? 

3  O,  why  should  I  wander  an  alien  from  thee.^ 

Or  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread  ? 
Thy  foes  will  rejoice  when  my  sorrows  they  see, 
And  smile  at  the  tears  1  have  shed. 

4  Ye  daug:hters  of  Zion,  declare,  have  you  seen 

The  Star  that  on  Israel  shone; 
Say,  if  in  your  tents  my  beloved  has  been, 
And  where  with  his  flock  he  has  gone.' 

5  This  is  my  beloved,  his  form  is  divine, 

His  vestments  shed  odors  around  ; 
The  locks  on  his  head  are  as  grapes  on  the  vine. 
When  autumn  with  plenty  is  crown'd. 

6  The  roses  of  Sharon,  the  lilies  that  grow  , 

In  the  vales,  on  the  banks  of  the  streams ;  | 

On  his  cheek  does  the  beauty  of  excellence  glow, 
And  his  eyes  are  as  quivers  of  beams. 

7  His  voice,  as  the  sound  of  the  dulcimer,  sweet, 
J        Is  heard  through  the  shadow  of  death, 

The  cedars  of  Lebanon  bow  at  his  feet. 
The  air  is  perfumed  with  his  breath,  j 


PARDON   AND    LIFE.  89 

8  His  lips,  as  a  fountain  of  fighteoiisness  flow, 

That  waters  the  garden  of  grace  ; 
From  which  their  salvation  the  Gentiles  shall 
I         And  bask  in  the  smiles  of  his  face.  [know, 

9  Love  sits  on  his  eye-lids  and  scatters  delight 

Through  all  the  bright  mansions  on  high; 
Their  faces  the  cherubim  veil  in  his  sight, 
And  praise  him  with  fulness  of  joy. 

10  He  looks,  and  ten  thousands  of  angels  rejoice, 

And  myriads  wait  for  his  word  ; 
He  speaks,  and  eternity,  fiil'd  with  his  voice, 
Re-echoes  the  praise  of  the  Lord. 

100.    c.  M. 

1  THE  Saviour !  O  what  endless  charms 
Dwell  in  the  blissful  sound  ! 
Its  influence  every  fear  disarms, 
And  spreads  sweet  comfort  round. 
i2  Here,  pardon,  life,  and  Joys  divine, 
In  rich  effusion  flow, 
For  guilty  rebels  lost  in  sin, 

And  doom'd  to  endless  wo. 
Th'  almighty  Former  of  the  skies 

Stoop'd  to  our  vile  abode  ; 
While  angels  view'd  with  wond'ring  eyes, 
And  hail'd  th'  incarnate  God. 
[4  O  the  rich  depths  of  love  divine  j 
Of  bliss,  a  boundless  store  ! 
Dear  Saviour,  let  me  call  thee  mine  j 
1  cannot  wish  for  more, 


90  PRESENCE THE    SAVIOUR. 

5  On  thee  alone  my  hope  relies  ; 
Beneath  thy  cross  1  fall  ; 
My  Lord,  my  Lite,  my  Sacrifice, 
My  Saviour,  and  my  All. 

101.    L.  M. 

1  WHERE  two  or  three  with  sweet  accord, 
Obedient  to  their  sovereign  Lord, 

Meet  to  recount  his  acts  of  grace, 
And  offer  solemn  prayer  and  praise  ; 

2  "There,"  says  the  Saviour,  *'  will  I  be, 
Amidst  this  little  company  ; 

To  them  unveil  my  smilinrr  face, 

And  shed  my  glories  round  the  place/' 

3  We  meet  at  thy  command,  dear  Lord, 
Relying  on  thy  faithful  word  : 

Now  send  thy  S[)irit  from  above,  , 

Now  fill  our  hearts  with  heav'niy  love. 

102.    10  &^  11. 

1  BEGONE,  unbelief,  my  Saviour  is  near, 
And  for  my  relief  will  surely  appear: 

By  prayer  let  me  wrestle,  and  he  will  perform, 
With  Christ  in  the  vessel  I  smile  at  the  storni. 

2  Though  dark  be  my  way,  since  he  is  my  guide 

'Tis  mine  to  obey,  'tis  his  to  provide  ; 
Though  cisterns  be  broken,  and  creatures  all  fail 
The  word  he  has  spoken  will  surely  prevail. 

3  His  love  in  time  past,  forbids  me  to  think 
He'll  leave  me  at  last  in  trouble  to  sink  ; 


I.!- 


SOCIAL    MEETING.  91 

Each  sweet  Ebenezer  I  have  in  review, 
Confirms  his  good  pleasure  to  help  me  quite  thro'. 
Determin'd  to  save,  he  watch'd  o'er  my  path, 
When,  Satan's  blind  slave,  I  sported  with  death; 
And  can  he  have  taught  me  to  trust  in  his  name, 
And  thus  far  iiave  brought  me  to  put  me  to  shame  ? 
Wiiy  should  I  complain  of  want  or  distress, 
Temptation  or  pain  ?  he  told  me  no  less: 
The  heirs  of  salvation,  I  know  from  his  word, 
Through  much  tribulation  must  follow  their  Lord. 
How  bitter  that  cup,  no  heart  can  conceive. 
Which  he  drank  quite  up,  that  sinners  might  live! 
His  way  was  much  rougher  and  darker  than  mine  ; 
Did  Jesus  thus  suffer,  and  shall  1  repine  ? 
Since  all  that  I  meet  shall  work  for  my  good, 
The  bitter  is  sweet,  the  med'cine  is  food  ; 
Though  painful  at  present,  'twill  cease  before  long. 
And  then,  O  how  pleasant  the  conqueror's  song.' 

103.     L.  M. 

1  KINDRED  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake, 
A  hearty  welcome  here  receive  ; 
May  we  together  now  partake 
^J'he  joys  which  only  he  can  give. 

2  To  you  and  me  by  grace  'tis  giv'n 
To  know  the  Saviour's  precious  name ; 
And  shortly  we  shall  meet  in  heav'n, 
Our  hope,  our  way,  our  end  the  same. 

3  May  He,  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 
Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above  ; 


92  SOCfAL   MEETING. 

Make  our  communication  sweet, 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

4  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 
When  Christians  meet  together  thus ; 
We  only  wish  to  speak  of  Him, 
Who  liv'd  and  di'd,  and  reigns  for  us. 

5  We'll  talk  of  all  he  did,  and  said, 
And  suffer 'd  for  us  here  below  ; 
The  path  he  mark'd  for  us  to  tread, 
And  what  he's  doing  for  us  now. 

6  Thus,  as  the  moments  pass  away, 
We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore, 
And  hasten  on  the  glorious  day, 
When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

104.   c.p.M. 

1  WHAT  favor.  Lord,  that  I  should  meet 
With  saints,  around  thy  mercy-seat, 

And  love  the  house  of  prayer  ! 
What  once  was  weariness  and  pain. 
Is  now  my  choice,  delight  and  gain, 

The  solace  of  my  care  ! 

2  O !  let  returning  Sabbaths  be 

A  sign  between  my  soul  and  thee, 

Of  mercy,  love  and  peace ! 
This  one  desire  I'd  seek  with  zeal, 
Within  thine  earthly  courts  to  dwell, 
Until  I  see  thy  face; 


SOCIAL   WORSHIP PRAIEH.  93 

105.  L   M. 

1  JESUS,-  where'er  thy  people  meet, 
There  they  behold  thy  mercy-seat  ; 
Where'er  they  seek  thee,  thou  art  found, 
And  every  place  is  hallow'd  ground. 

2  For  thou,  within  no  walls  confin'd, 
Inhabitest  the  humble  mind  ; 

Such  ever  bring  thee  where  they  come, 
And  going,  take  thee  to  their  home. 

3  Dear  Shepherd  of  thy  chosen  few^ 
Thy  former  mercies  here  renew  ; 
Here,  to  our  waiting  hearts,  proclaim 
The  sweetness  of  thy  saving  name. 

4  Here  may  wo  prove  the  power  of  prayer, 
To  strengthen  faith  and  sweeten  care  ; 
To  teach  our  faint  desires  to  rise, 

And  bring  all  heaven  before  our  eyes. 

5  Behold,  at  thy  commanding  word, 
We  stretch  the  curtain  and  the  cord  ; 
Come  thou,  and  fill  this  humble  place, 
And  bless  us  with  a  large  increase. 

6  Lord,  we  are  few,  but  thou  art  near ; 
Nor  short  thine  arm,  nor  deaf  thine  ear  • 
O  rend  the  heavens,  come  quickly  down,' 
And  make  a  thousand  hearts  thine  own.' 

106,  L.  M. 

1  WITH  conscious  guilt  and  bleeding  heart 
Near  to  thy  throne  of  grace  I  fly ;  ' 


94  WORTH    OF    PRAyER. 

0  !  Friend  of  friendless  sinners,  deign 
To  hear  my  penitential  cry. 

2  Borne  down  with  sin's  tremendous  load, 

1  cannot  raise  my  soul  to  thee  ; 

E'en  when  1  would  approach  thy  throne, 
Through  unbelief  I'm  kept  away. 

3  O  sov'reign,  gracious,  powerful  God, 
Compel  my  sins  to  quit  their  seat  ; 
And  cloth'd  with  Jesus'  fiuish'd  robe, 
I'll  dare  approach  my  Saviour's  feet. 

4  My  first,  my  only  cry  shall   he, 
•'  Thy  sanctifying  grace  impart, 
And  form  my  soul  alike  to  thee, 
And  dwell  forever  in  my  heart." 

5  Then,  when  1  quit  this  vale  of  tears, 
Unclolh'd  with  flesh  my  soul  shall  rise, 
Adorn'd'with  ev'ry  shining  grace, 
Shall  reign  with  God  above  the  skies. 

107.     L-  M- 

1  WHAT  various  hindrances  we  meet, 
In  coming  to  the  mercy-seat. 

Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there  ? 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darken'd  cloud  withdraw, 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw, 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and   lovo. 

Brings  ev'ry  blessing  from  above. 


DECEITFUL  HEART.  95 

3  Restraining  prayer  we  cease  to  fight ; 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armor  bright : 
And  Satan  trembles,  wljen  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  Wliile  Moses  stood  with  arms  spread  wide, 
Success  was  found  on  Israel's  side  ; 

But  when  through  weariness  ihey  fail'd, 
That  moment  Amaiek  prevail'd. 

5  Have  you  no  words?     Ah,  think  again  ; 
Words  rtow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellow-creature's  ear 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

6  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent. 
To  Heaven  in  supplication  sent, 

Your  cheerful  song  would  oft'ner  be, 
"  Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me." 

108-     L-  M. 

1  THIS  wretched  heart  will  still  backslide, 
O  what  deceit  is  treasur'd  here  ! 

'Tis  made  of  vanity  and  pride  ; 
F  What  fruits  of  unbelief  appear  ! 

2  My  base  ingratitude  I  mourn, 

My  stubborn  will,  my  earthly  mind, 

My  thoughts  how  vain,  to  rove  how  prone, 

To  ev'ry  evil  how  inclined  ! 

3  Who  can,  among  the  sons  of  men. 
Find  out  the  vileness  of  my  heart? 


96  EARTHLY    SNARES. 

None  can  the  depth  of  guilt  explain, 
'Tis  all  corrupt  through  ev'ry  part. 

4  Could  creatures  look  into  my  breast, 

How  would  they  gaze  with  strange  surprise  ! 
They'd  hate  me  with  a  sore  detest, 
And  turn  away  their  frighted  eyes. 

6  But  what  are  creatures,  Lord,  to  thee  ! 
They  can't  forgive  one  single  sin  ; 
Were  they  dispos'd  to  pity  me, 
They  could  not  work  one  grace  within. 

6  To  Jesus,  then,  I'll  make  my  moan ; 
O  cleanse  this  filthy  sink  of  sin  ! 
Jesus,  thou  canst,  and  thou  alone, 

O  condescend  to  make  me  clean. 

7  I  plead  for  mercy  at  thy  feet. 
Make  me  inflexibly  sincere  ; 

Purge  me  from  guile,  from  all  deceit, 
And  fill  my  soul  with  holy  fear. 

109.    f-  M- 

1  BESET  with  snares  on  ev'ry  hand. 
In  life's  uncertain  path  I  stand; 
Saviour  divine!  diffuse  thy  light, 
To  guide  my  doubtful  footsteps  right. 

2  Engage  this  roving,  treacherous  heart, 
Great  God,  to  choose  the  better  part;' 
To  scorn  the  trifles  of  a  day, 

For  joys  that  none  can  take  away. 


GOSPEL    INVITATIOiXS.  97 

Then  let  the  wildest  storms  arise  ; 
Let  tempests  mingle  earth  and  skies; 
No  fatal  shipwreck  shall  I  fear, 
But  all  my  treasures  with  me  bear. 

If  thou,  my  Jesus,  still  art  nigh, 
Cheerful  I  live,  and  cheerful  die  : 
Secure,  vvhen  mortal  comforts  flee, 
To  find  ten  thousand  worlds  in  Thee. 

11©,     G&,8. 

YE  dying  sons  of  men, 

Immerg'd  in  sin  and  wo, 

The  gospel's  voice  attend, 

Which  Jesus  sends  to  you  : 
Ye  perishing  and  guilty,  come  : 
In  Jesus'  arms  there  yet  is  room. 

No  longer  now  delay, 

Nor  vain  excuses  frame  ; 

He  bids  you  come  to-day. 

Though  poor,  and  blind,  and  lame  ; 
All  things  are  ready,  sinner,  come  : 
For  ev'ry  trembling  soul  there's  room. 

Believe  the  heav'nly  word 

His  messengers  j)roclaim  ; 

He  is  a  gracious  Lord, 

And  faithful  is  his  name  : 
Backsliding  souls,  return  and  come  : 
Cast  off  despair,  there  yet  is  room. 
4 


98  GOSPEL    INTITATION», 

4         Compell'd  by  bleeding  love, 

Ye  wandering  sheep  draw  near, 
Christ  calls  you  from  above, 
His  charming  accents  hear  ! 
Let  whosoever  will,  now  come  : 
In  mercy's  breast  there  yet  is  room. 

111.  C.  M. 

1  THE  Saviour  calls  !     Let  ev'ry  ear 

Attend  the  heav'nly  sound; 
Ye  doubling  souls,  dismiss  your  fear, 
Hope  smiles  reviving  round. 

2  For  ev'ry  thirsty,  longing  heart, 

Here  streams  of  bounty  flow, 
And  life,  and   health,  and  bliss  impart. 
To  banish  mortal  wo. 

3  Ye  sinners,  come  ;  'tis  mercy^s  voice  ; 

The  gracious  call  obey  ; 
Mercy  invites  to  heav'nly  joys, 
And  can  you  yet  delay  ? 

4  Dear  Saviour,  draw  reluctant  hearts; 

To  thee  let  sinners  fly  ; 
And  take  the  bliss  thy  love  imparts. 
And  drink,  and  never  die. 

112.  c-  M. 

1  COME,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast, 
A  thousand  thoughts  revolve, 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  opprest. 
And  make  this  lust  resolve  ; 


Vt)IC«    OF    FREE    GRACK.  99 

2  "  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 

Ilalh  like  a  mountain  rose  ; 
I  know  his  c<3urts,  I'll  enter  iu, 
Wliatever  may  oppose. 

3  *'  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 

And  there  my  guilt  confess  ; 

I'll  tell  him  Tm  a  wretcii  undone, 

Without  his  sovereign  grace. 

4  "  I'll  to  the  gracious  King  approach, 

Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives, 
Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch, 

And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 
6  "  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea^ 

Periiaps  will   hear  my  prayer; 
But  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray. 

And  perish  only  there. 
6  **  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go, 

I  am  resolv'd  to  try  ; 
For  if  I  stay  away,  1  know 

I  must  forever  die." 

113.     12s. 

1  THE  voice  of  free  grace  cries.  Escape  to  the  mountain, 
For  Adam's  lost  race,  Christ  has  open'd  a  fountain, 
For  sin,  and  transgression,  and  ev'ry  pollution  ; 

The  blood  flows  most  freely  in  streams  of  salvation. 
Hallelujah  to  the  I>amb,  who  has  bless'd  us  with  pardon, 
And  we'll  praise  him  again  when  we  pass  over  Jordan. 

2  This  fountain  so  clear,  in  whicii  all  rnny  find  pardon, 
From  Jesus'  side  flows,  a  plenteous  redemption: 
Though  your  sins  were  as  great  and  as  high  as  a  mount&iQ 

The  blood  flows  most  freely,  in  sireaius  of  salvatiou. 
Hallelujah,  &.c. 


100  THE    CONVERTED    THIEF. 

5  O  Jesus  ride  on  !  thy  kingdom  is  glorious  : 

Over  sin,  death  and  hell  thou  wilt  make  us  victorious  5 
Thy  name  shall  be  prais'd  in  the  great  congregation, 
And  saints  shall  delight  in  ascribing  salvation. 
Hallelujah,  &c. 

4  When  on  Zion  we  stand,  having  gain'd  the  blest  shore, 
With  our  harps  in  our  hands,  we  will  praise  evermore  } 
We'll  range  the  blest  fields  on  the  banks  of  the  river, 
And  sing  hallelujah  forever  and  ever, 
Hallelujah,  &c. 

114.    ^s. 

1  SOVEREIGN  grace  hath  power  .alone 

To  subdue  a  heart  of  stone  ; 

And  the  moment  grace  is  felt, 

Then  the  hardest  heart  will  melt, 
^  When  the  Lord  was  crucifi'd, 

Two  transgressors  with  him  died  ; 

One.  with  vile  blasphemous  tongue, 

Scolt 'd  at  Jesus  as  he  hung. 

3  Thus  he  spent  his  wicked  breath, 
In  the  very  jaws  of  death  j 
Perish'd,  as  too  many  do, 

With  a  Saviour  in  his  view, 

4  But  the  other,  touch'd  with  grace. 
Saw  the  danorer  of  his  case  ^ 
Faith  receiv'd  to  own  his  Lord, 
Whom  the  scribes  and  priests  abhor'd, 

5  Lord,  he  pray'd,  remember  me, 
When  in  glory  thou  shall  be  : 
Soon  with  me,  the  Loro  replies. 
Thou  shalt  be  m  paradise. 


BOND    OF    LOVE.  101 

6  This  was  wondrous  grace  indeed, 
Grace  vouclisaf'd  in  time  of  need; 
Sinners,  trust  in  Jesus'  name, 
You  will  find  him  still  the  same. 

7  But  beware  of  unbelief, 
Think  upon  the  harden'd  thief! 
If  the  gospel  you  disdain, 
Christ  to  you  has  died  in  vain. 

115.    8&6. 

1  OUR  souls  in  love  together  knit, 

Cemented  into  one, 
One  hope,  one  heart,  one  mind,  one  voice, 

'Tis  heaven  on  earth  begun. 
Our  hearts  have  burn'd  while  Jesus  spake, 

And  glow'd  with  sacred  fire  ; 
He  stoop'd,  and  talk'd,  and  fed,  and  blest, 

And  fiil'd  th'  enlarg'd  desire. 

CHORUS,  L.   M. 

"A  Saviour  !"  let  creation  sing  ! 
*'A  Saviour!"  let  all  heaven  ring! 
He's  God  with  us,  we  feel  him  ours, 
His  fulness  in  our  souls  he  pours  : 
'Tis  almost  done,  'tis  almost  o'er, 
We're  joining  those  who've  gone  before, 
And  soon  shall  land  on  that  blest  shore, 
Where  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

2  We're  soldiers,  fighting  for  our  God, 

Let  trembling  cowards  fly  ; 
4* 


102  DEBTOIl   TO   MERCY. 

We'll  Stand  unshaken,  firm  and  fix'd, 
With  Christ  to  live  or  die. 

Let  devils  rage  and  hell  assail, 
We'll  fight  our  passage  through, 

Though  foes  unite  and  fi-iends  desert, 
We'll  seize  the  prize  in  view. 
**A  Saviour,  &c. 

3  The  little  cloud  increases  still, 

The  heavens  are  big  with  rain ; 
We  haste  to  catch  the  teeming  show'r, 

And  all  its  moisture  drain, 
A  rill,  a  stream,  a  torrent  flows  ! 

But  pour  a  mighty  flood  ; 
O  sweep  the  nations,  shake  the  earth, 

Till  all  proclaim  thee,  God. 
"A  Saviour,"  &-c. 

4  When  thou  dost  make  thy  jewels  up, 

And  set  thy  starry  crown  ; 
When  all  thy  sparkling  gems  shall  shine, 

Proclaim'd  by  thee  thine  own  ; 
May  we,  a  little  band  of  love, 

Be  sinners  sav'd  by  grace  ; 
From  glory  unto  glory  chang'd, 

Behold  thee  face  to  face  ! 
*'A  Saviour,"  Slc. 

116.     8s. 

1  A  DEBTOR  to  mercy  alone, 
Of  coTenant  mercy  I  sing ; 


PATH   TO  COD.  103 

Nor  fear,  with  thy  righteousness  on, 
My  person  and  off 'rings  to  bring  ; 
The  terrors  of  law  and  of  God, 
With  me  can  have  nothing  to  do  ; 
My  Saviour's  obedience  and  blood 
Hide  all  my  transgressions  from  view. 

The  work  which  his  goodness  began, 
The  arm  of  his  strength  will  complete ; 
His  promise  is  Yea  and  Amen, 
And  never  was  forfeited  yet : 
Things  future,  nor  things  that  are  now. 
Not  all  things  below  nor  above. 
Can  make  him  his  purpose  forego, 
Or  sever  my  soul  from  his  love. 

My  name  from  the  palms  of  his  hands, 
Eternity  will  not  erase  ; 
Impress'd  on  his  heart  it  remains, 
In  marks  of  indelible  grace  : 
Yes  !  I  to  the  end  shall  endure, 
As  sure  as  the  earnest  is  given  : 
More  happy,  but  not  more  secure, 
Than  glorified  spirits  in  heaven. 

117.    CM. 

THERE  is  a  path  that  leads  to  God, 

All  others  go  astray  ; 
Narrow,  but  pleasant,  is  the  road, 

And  Christians  love  the  way. 


104  JESUS'    LOTE. 

2  It  leads  straight  through  this  world  of  sin, 

And  dangers  must  be  past  ; 
But  those  who  boldly  walk  therein, 
Will  come  to  heaven  at  last. 

3  While  the  broad  road,  where  thousands  go. 

Lies  near,  and  opens  fair  ; 
And  many  turn  aside,  I  know, 
To  walk  with  sinners  there. 

4  But,  lest  my  feeble  steps  should  slide. 

Or  wander  from  thy  way, 
Lord,  condescend  to  be  my  guide, 
And  I  shall  never  stray. 

118.     L.  M. 

1  AND  am  I  blest  with  Jesus'  love  ? 
And  shall  I  dwell  with  him  above? 
And  will  the  joyful  season  come 

When  I  shall  call  the  heavens  my  home? 

2  Think,  O  my  soul,  what  must  it  be 
A  world  of  glorious  minds  to  see  ; 
Drink  at  the  fountain  head  of  peace, 
And  bathe  in  everlasting  bliss. 

3  To  hear  them  all  at  once  proclaim 
Eternal  glories  to  the  Lamb  ; 

And  join  with  joyful  heart  and  tongue, 
That  new,  that  never-ending  song. 

4  And  does  the  happy  hour  draw  near, 
When  Christ  will  in  the  clouds  appear. 
And  I  without  a  veil  shall  see 

The  Man,  the  God  who  bled  for  me  I 


SWEETNESS  OF    FAITH.  lOS 

5  If  in  my  soul  such  joy  abounds, 
While  weeping  faith  explores  his  wounds 
How  glorious  will  those  scars  appear 
When  perfect  bliss  forbids  a  tear  ! 

6  Think,  O  my  soul,  if  'tis  so  sweet 
On  earth  to  sit  at  Jesi:s'  feet, 
What  must  it  be  to  wear  a  crown, 
And  sit  with  Jesus  on  the  throne  ! 

119.    c.  M. 

1  WHEN  languor  and  disease  invade 

This  trembling  house  of  clay, 
'Tis  sweet  to  look  beyond  my  pains, 
And  long  to  fly  away. 

2  Sweet  to  look  inward,  and  attend 

The  whispers  of  his  love  ; 
Sweet  to  look  upward,  to  the  place 
Where  Jpsus  pleads  above. 

3  Sweet  to  reflect,  how  grace  divine, 

My  sins  on  Jesus  laid  ; 
Sweet  to  remember,  that  his  blood 
My  debt  of  suffering  paid. 

4  Sweet  on  His  faithfulness  to  rest, 

Whose  love  can  never  end  ; 
Sweet,  on  his  covenant  of  grace, 
For  all  things  do  depend. 

5  Sweet,  in  the  confidence  of  faith, 

To  trust  his  firm  decrees  ; 
Sweet,  to  lie  passive  in  his  hand. 
And  know  no  will  but  his. 


106  MADNESS    OP   SIN.. ..LAMENTED. 

6  If  such  the  sweetness  of  the  streams, 
What  must  the  fountain  be? 
Where  saints  and  angels  draw  their  bliss 
Immediately  from  thee. 

120.  L.  M. 

1  SINNER,  O  why  so  thoughtless  grown  ; 
Why  in  such  dreadful  haste  to  die  ? 
Daring  to  leap  to  worlds  unknown. 
Heedless  against  thy  Goo  to  fly  ! 

2  Wilt  thou  despise  eternal  fate, 
Urg'd  on  by  sin's  fantastic  dreams  ? 
Madly  attempt  the  infernal  gate. 
And  force  thy  passage  to  the  flames  1 

3  Stay,  sinner,  on  the  gospel  plains, 
Behold,  the  God  of  love  unfold 
The  glories  of  his  dying  pains, 
Forever  telling,  yet  untold. 

121.  c.  M. 

1  WITH  tears  of  anguish  I  lament. 

Here  at  thy  feet,  my  God, 
My  passion,  pride,  and  discontent, 
And  vile  ingratitude. 

2  Sure  there  was  ne'er  a  heart  so  base, 

So  false  as  mine  has  been  ; 
So  faithless  to  its  promises. 
So  prone  to  ev'ry  sin  ! 


SINNER,  50W  PARDONED.        107 

3  My  reason  lells  me,  thy  commands 

Are  holy,  just,  and  true  ; 
Tells  me,  whate'er  my  God  demands 
Is  his  most  righteous  due. 

4  Reason  I  hear,  her  counsels  weigh, 

And  all  her  words  approve  ; 
But  still  I  find  it  hard  t'  obey, 
And  harder  yet  to  love. 

5  IIow  long,  dear  Saviour,  shall  I  feel 

These  struggles  in  my  breast  ? 
When  wilt  thou  bow  my  stubborn  will. 
And  give  my  conscience  rest  ? 

6  Break,  sov'reign  grace,  O  break  the  charm, 

And  set  the  captive  fi^ee  ; 
Reveal,  almighty  God,  thine  arm, 
And  haste  to  rescue  me. 

122.     L-  M. 

1  WHAT  shall  the  dying  sinner  do, 
Who  seeks  relief  for  all  his  wo? 
Where  shall  the  guilty  conscience  find 
Ease  for  the  torment  of  the  mind  ? 

2  How  shall  we  get  our  crimes  forgiven, 
Or  form  our  natures  fit  for  heaven  ? 
Can  souls,  all  o'er  defiled  with  sin, 

Make  their  own  powers  and  passions  clean  7 

3  In  vain  we  search,  in  vain  we  try. 
Till  Jesus  brings  his  gospel  nigh  ; 
'Tis  there  that  power  and  glory  dwell 
That  save  rebellious  souls  from  hell. 


108  CONVERTING    GRACE, 

4  This  is  the  pillar  of  our  hope, 
That  bears  our  fainting  spirits  up ; 
We  read  the  grace,  we  trust  the  word, 
And  find  salvation  in  the  Lord. 

123.   c.  p.  M. 

1  WHEN,  with  my  mind  devoutly  prest, 
Dear  Saviour,  my  revolving  breast 

Would  past  offences  trace  ; 
Trembling  I  make  the  black  review, 
Yet  pleased,  behold,  admiring  too. 

The  pow'r  of  changing  grace! 

2  This  tongue,  with  blasphemies  defil'd, 
Theseyee/,  to  erring  paths  beguil'd, 

In  heav'nly  league  agree  ; 
Who  could  believe  such  lips  could  praise, 
Or  think  from  dark  and  winding  ways 

I  e'er  should  turn  to  thee  ? 

3  These  eyes,  that  once  abus'd  their  sight, 
Now  lift  to  thee  their  wat'ry  light, 

And  weep  a  silent  flood  ; 
These  hands  ascend  in  ceaseless  prayer  ; 
O  wash  away  the  stains  they  wear, 

In  pure  redeeming  blood  ? 

4  These  ears,  that  pleas'd  could  entertain 
The  midnight  oath,  the  lustful  strain, 

When  round  the  festive  board; 
Now,  deaf  to  all  th'  enchanting  noise, 
Avoid  the  throng,  detest  the  joys. 

And  press  to  hear  thy  word. 


DISTINGUISHING    GRACE.  109 

5  Now  I  in  love  would  act  my  part ; 
O  do  thou  more  transform  my  heart, 

This  drossy  thing  refine  : 
May  grace  vile  nature's  strength  control, 
And  a  new  creature,  body,  soul, 

Be,  Lord,  forever  thine  ! 

124.    n&8. 

1  IN  songs  of  sublime  adoration  and  praise, 

Ye  pilgrims  for  Zion  who  press, 
Break  forth,  and  extol  the  great  Ancient  of  Days, 
For  rich  and  distinguishing  grace. 

2  His  love,  in  eternity  fix'd  upon  you. 

Broke  forth  and  discover'd  its  flame. 
When  each  with  the  cords  of  his  kindness  he  drew, 
And  brought  you  to  love  his  great  name. 

3  O  had  he  not  pitied  the  state  you  were  in, 

Your  bosoms  his  love  had  ne'er  felt ; 
Y^ou  all  would  have  liv'd,  would  have  died  too  in  sin, 
And  sunk  with  the  load  of  your  guilt. 

4  What  was  there  in  you  that  could  merit  esteem. 

Or  give  the  Creator  delight? 
'Twas  "even  so,  Father,"  you  ever  must  sing, 
"  Because  it  seem'd  good  in  thy  sight." 

5  'Twas  all  of  his  grace  you  were  brought  to  obey, 

While  others  were  suffer'd  to  go 
The  road  which  by  nature  you  chose  as  your  way, 
Which  leads  to  the  regions  of  wo. 

6  Then  give  all  the  glory  to  his  holy  name  ; 

To  him  all  the  glory  belongs  ; 
Be  yours  the  hiixh  joy  still  to  sound  forth  his  fame, 
And  crown  him  in  each  of  your  songs. 


no  DIVINE    CRICE. 

125.    s.  M. 

1  GRACE  !  'tis  a  charming  sound. 
Harmonious  to  my  ear  ; 

Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound. 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  eontriv'd  a  way 
To  save  rebellious  man  ; 

And  all  redemption's  works  display 
That  grace  which  drew  the  plan. 

3  Grace  taught  my  wand'ring  feet 
To  tread  the  heavenly  road  ; 

And  new  supplies  each  liour  I  meet. 
While  pressing  on  to  God, 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown 
In  everlasting  days  ; 

it  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone. 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 

126.    'Ts. 

1  ^TIS  my  happiness  below 
Not  to  live  without  the  cross. 
But  the  Saviour's  power  to  knovr. 
Sanctifying  ev'ry  loss ; 
Trials  ninst  and  will  befal  ; 
liut  with  humble  faith  to  see 
Love  inscrib'd  upon  them  ail. 
This  is  happiness  to  me. 


RELIGIOUS    PROMISES.  Ill 

2  God,  in  Israel,  sows  the  seeds 
Of  affliction,  piiin  and  toil  ; 

These  spring  up  and  choke  the  weeds, 
Which  would  else  o'erspread  the  soil : 
Trials  make  the  promise  sweet, 
Trials  give  new  life  to  prayer  ; 
Trials  bring  me  to  his  feet, 
Lay  me  low  and  keep  me  there. 

3  Did  I  meet  no  trials  here, 
No  chastisement  by  the  way  ; 
Might  I  not,  with  reason,  fear 
I  should  prove  a  castaway  ? 
Bastards  may  escape  the  rod, 
Sunk  in  earthly,  vain  delight  ; 
But  the  true  born  child  of  God 
Must  not,  would  not,  if  he  might. 

127.    L   M. 

AFFLICTED  Saint,  to  Christ  draw  near, 
Thy  Saviour's  gracious  promise  hear  ; 
His  faithful  word  declares  to  thee, 
That  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 
Let  not  thy  heart  despond  and  say, 
"  How  shall  I  stand  the  trying  day  ?'* 
He  has  engaged,  by  firm  decree, 
That  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 
Thy  faith  is  weak,  thy  foes  are  strong ; 
But,  if  the  conflict  should  be  long, 
The  Lord  will  make  the  tempter  flee; 
For  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be^ 


112  PRECIOUS    PIIOMISES. 

4  Should  persecution  rage  and  flame, 
Siill  trust  in  thy  Redeemer's  name; 
In  fiery  trials  thou  shall  see, 

That  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

5  When  cali'd  to  bear  the  weighty  cross, 
Of  sore  affliction,  pain,  or  loss, 

Or  deep  distress,  or  poverty, 

Stiil,  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

6  When  ghastly  death  appears  in  view, 
Christ's  presence  shall  thy  fears  subdue  : 
He  comes  to  set  thy  spirit  free, 

And  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

128.    lis. 

1  HOW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faitli,  in  his  excellent  word  ! 
What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  hath  said. 
You,  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled  ? 

2  In  ev'ry  condition,  in  sickness  and  health, 

Jn  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  with  wealth  ; 

At  home  or  abroad,  on  the  land  or  the  sea, 

"As  days  may  demand,  so  thy  succour  shall  be." 

3  "  i'^car  nor,  1  am  witn  thee,  O  be  not  dismay'd, 
1,  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee  aid  ; 
I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee  to  .stand, 
Upheld  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 

4  "  When  through  the  deep  waters  I  cause  thee  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  trouble  shall  not  thee  o'erflow, 
For  I  will  be  with  thee,  thy  sorrows  to  bless, 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress* 


STAR  OF    BETHLEHEM.  113 

5  *'  When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall  lie, 
My  gfrace,  all-sufficient,  shall  be  thy  supply  ; 
The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee  ;  1  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

6  "Even  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people  shall  prove, 
My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love  ; 

And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples  adorn. 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be  borne. 

7  "The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  lean'd  for  repose, 
I  will  not  desert,  or  give  up  to  his  foes; 

That  souljtho'  arch  fiends  should  endeavor  to  shake, 
I'll  never,  no  never,  no  never  forsake." 

129.     L-  M. 

1  WHEN  marshall'd  on  the  nightly  plain,     . 
The  glittering  host  bestud  the  sky  ; 

One  Star  alone,  of  all  the  train, 
Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 

2  Hark  !   hark  !  to  God  the  chorus  brakes, 
From  ev'ry  host,  from  ev'ry  gv.m  : 

But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks, 
It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode, 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark  ; 
The  ocean  yawn'd,  and  rudely  blow'd 
The  wind,  that  toss'd  my  foundering  bark. 

4  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze; 
Death-struck,  I  ceas'd  the  tide  to  stem  ; 
When  suddenly  a  Star  arose, 

It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 


114  GLORIES    OF    ETERNITY. 

5  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all ; 
It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease  ; 

And  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall, 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

6  Now  safely  moor'd,  my  perils  o'er, 
I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 
Forever  and  for  evermore. 

The  Star,  the  Star  of  Bethlehem  ! 

130.    L.  M. 

1  NOW  let  our  souls,  on  wings  sublime, 
Rise  from  the  vanities  of  time  ; 
Draw  back  the  parting  veil,  and  see 
The  glories  of  eternity. 

2  Born  by  anew  celestial  birth, 

Why  should  we  grovel  here  on  earth  1 
Why  grasp  at  transitory  toys, 
So  near  to  heaven's  eternal  joys  ! 

3  Shall  aught  beguile  us  on  the  road, 
While  we  are  walking  back  to  God? 
For  strangers  ijito  life  we  come. 
And  dying  is  but  going  home. 

4  Welcome,  sweet  hour  of  full  discharge. 
That  sets  our  longing  souls  at  large  ; 
Unbinds  our  chains,  breaks  up  our  cell. 
And  brings  us  with  our  God  to  dwell. 

6  To  dwell  with  God,  to  feel  his  love. 
Is  the  full  heav'n  enjoy'd  above  ; 
And  the  sweet  expectation  now 
Is  the  young  dawn  of  heav'n  below. 


PRIVATE    DEVOTION.  115 

131.    c.  M. 

1  WHILE  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power, 

Be  my  vain  wishes  stili'd  ; 

And  may  this  consecrated  hour 

With  better  hopes  be  fill'd. 

2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestow'd  ; 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar  : 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flow'd  ; 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see  ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  most  dear. 
Because  conferr'd  by  thee. 

4  In  ev'ry  joy  that  crowns  my  days. 

In  ev'ry  pain  I  bear. 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise. 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favor'd  hour. 

Thy  iove  my  thoughts  shall  fill  ; 
Resign'd,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lowV, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

C  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gath'ring  storm  shall  see  ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear ; 
That  heart  will  rest  on  thee. 


116  PRIVATE    DEVOTION.. ..PRAYER. 

132.  c.  M. 

1  I  LOVE  to  steal  awhile  away 

From  ev'ry  cutub'ring  care, 
And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day. 
In  humble,  grateful  prayer. 

2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 

Tiie  penitential  tear, 
-And  all  his  promises  to  plead 
Where  none  but  God  can  hear. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 

And  future  good  implore, 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  Him  whom  1  adore. 

4  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heav'n  ; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew, 
While  here  by  tempests  driv'n. 

5  Thus,  wlien  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 

May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 
And  lead  to  endless  day. 

133.  c.  M. 

1  PRAYER  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
Utler'd  or  unexprcss'd, 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire. 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 


PRATER.  117 

Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear  ; 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 

Wlien  none  but  God  is  near. 
Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try  ; 
Prayer  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 

The  Majesty  on  high. 
Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air, 
His  watch-word  at  the  gate  of  death  ; 

He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 
Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 

Returning  from  his  ways, 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 

And  say,  "  Behold  he  prays." 

134.     L    M. 

PRAYER  was  appointed  to  convey 

The  blessings  God  design'd  to  give, 

Long  as  they  live  should  Christians  pray, 

For  only  while  they  pray,  they  live. 

The  Christian's  prayer  'tis  God  indites, 

He  speaks  as  prompted  from  within, 

The  Spirit  his  petition  writes, 

And  Christ  receives  and  gives  it  in. 

And  wilt  thou,  then,  in  silence  lie, 

When  Christ  stands  waiting  for  thy  prayer  ? 

My  soul,  thou  hast  a  Friend  on  high. 

Arise  and  try  thy  int'rest  there. 


118  PRATER    FOR   A  BLESSING. 

4  If  pains  afflict,  if  wrongs  oppress, 
If  cares  distract,  if  fears  dismay, 
If  guilt  dejects,  if  sins  distress, 
Thy  remedy  's  before  thee — pray. 

5  'Tis  prayer  supports  the  soul  that's  weak, 
Though  thouglit  be  broken,  language  lame, 
Pray,  if  thou  can'st  or  can'st  not  speak, 
But  pray  with  faith  in  Jesus'  name. 

6  Depend  on  him,  thou  can'st  not  fail. 
Make  all  thy  wants  and  wishes  known  ; 
Fear  not,  his  merits  must  prevail. 

Ask  what  thou  wilt,  it  shall  be  done. 

135.    s.  M. 

1  WITH  heart  and  lips  unfeign'd 
We  praise  thee  for  thy  word  ; 

We  bless  thee  for  the  joyful  news 
Of  our  redeeming  Lord. 

2  Like  as  the  kindly  rain 
Returns  not  back  to  heav'n, 

But  cheers,  and  fruitful  makes  the  earth. 
The  end  for  which  'twas  giv'n ; 

3  So  let  thy  present  voice 
Accomplish  thy  design  ; 

Distil  on  all  our  thirsty  souls, 
And  consecrate  us  thine. 

4  Water  thy  sacred  seed, 
And  give  it  great  increase  ; 

Let  neither  fowls,  nor  rocks,  nor  thorns, 
Hinder  the  fruits  of  peace. 


PRAYER    WILL    BE    ANSWERED.  119 

Then,  though  we  weeping  say, 
And  tears  our  hours  employ  ; 
We  know  we  shall  return  again, 
And  bring  our  sheaves  with  joy, 

136.    L.  M. 

NE'ER  was  a  sinner  cast  away, 
Whom  the  Redeemer  taught  to  pray; 
lie  loves  such  souls  by  far  too  well, 
Than  e'er  to  cast  them  down  to  hell. 
Come,  praying  soul,  thy  God  draws  near, 
And  listens  to  each  broken  prayer  ; 
Pleas'd  he  attends  thy  ev'ry  groan. 
And  soon  in  mercy  will  come  down. 
He  ne'er  was  known  to  disappoint 
A  praying,  waiting,  humble  saint; 
But  such  a  soul  he'll  ever  bless 
With  all  the  glories  of  his  grace. 

137     6&8. 

ENCOURAG'D  by  thy  word 

Of  promise,  to  the  poor, 

Behold  a  beggar,  Lord, 

Waits  at  thy  merey-door  ; 
No  hand,  no  heart,  dear  Lord,  but  thine, 
Can  help  or  pity  wants  like  mine. 

The  beggar's  usual  plea, 

Relief  from  men  to  gain, 

If  offer'd  unto  thee, 

I  know  thou  vvould'st  disdain  ; 


120  THE  beggar's  prayer. 

But  those  wliich  move  thy  gracious  ear, 
Are  such  as  men  would  scorn  to  hear. 

3  I  have  no  right  to  say, 
That  tliough  I  now  am  poor, 
Yet  once  there  was  a  day 
When  I  possessed  more  ; 

Thou  know'st,  that  from  my  very  birth, 
I've  been  the  poorest  wretch  on  earth. 

4  Nor  dare  I  to  profess, 
As  beggars  often  do, 
Though  great  is  my  distress, 
My  faults  have  been  but  few  : 

If  thou  should'st  leave  my  soul  to  starve, 
It  would  be  what  I  well  deserve. 

5  Nor  dare  I  to  pretend 
I  never  becrfr'd  before. 
And  if  thou  now  befriend, 
I'll  trouble  thee  no  more  ; 

Thou  often  hast  reliev'd  my  pain. 
And  often  I  must  come  again. 

6  Though  crumbs  are  much  too  good 
For  such  a  wretch,  as  I, 

No  less  than  children's  food 
My  soul  can  satisfy. 

0  do  not  frown  and  bid  me  go  ; 

1  must  have  all  thou  canst  bestow. 

7  Nor  can  I  willing  be 
Thy  bounty  to  conceal 


PRAYER  FOR  A   REVIVAL.  121 

From  others,  who,  like  me, 

Their  wants  ami  danger  feel  ; 
I'll  tell  them  of  thy  mercy's  store, 
And  try  to  send  a  thousand  more. 

8       Thy  ways,  thon  only  Wise, 

Our  thoughts  and  ways  transcend, 
Far  as  the  arched  skies 
Above  this  earth  extend. 
Such  pleas  as  mine,  men  would  not  hear, 
But  God  accepts  a  beggar's  prayer. 

138.     8,7&4. 

1  SxWIOUR,  visit  thy  plantation, 

Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain  ! 
All  will  come  to  desolation, 
Unless  thou  return  again  : 

Lord,  revive  us. 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

2  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance, 

Sliine  upon  us  from  on  high  : 
Lest,  for  want  of  thine  assistance, 
Every  plant  shall  droop  and  die  : 
Lord,  revive  us,  &c. 

3  Surely,  once  thy  garden  flourished, 

Every  part  look'd  gay  and  green  ; 
Then  tliy  word  our  spirits  nourish'd, 
Happy  seasons  we  have  seen  ! 
Lord,  revive  us,  &c. 


122  REVIVAL. 

4  Dearest  Saviour,  hasten  hither, 

Thou  canst  make  us  bloom  again  ; 
O  permit  us  not  to  wither, 
Let  not  ail  our  hopes  be  vain. 
Lord,  revive  us,  &lc. 

5  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent, 

Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers  ; 
Let  each  one,  esteem'd  thy  servant. 
Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares. 
Lord,  revive  us,  &c. 

6  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power, 

Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh  ; 
And  begin,  from  this  good   hour, 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh  ; 
Loud,  revive  us,  &c. 

139.    L.  M. 

1  REJOICE,  for  Christ,  the  Saviour  reigns, 
He  spreads  his  triumphs  all  abroad  ; 

And  sinners,  freed  from  endless  pains, 
Own  him  their  Saviour,  and  their  God. 

2  His  sons  and  daughters  from  afar, 
Daily  at  Zion's  gate  arrive  ; 
Those  who  were  dead  in  sin  before. 
By  sov'reign  grace  are  made  alive. 

3  O  may  his  conquests  still  increase, 
And  ev'ry  foe  his  pow'r  subdue; 
While  angels  celebrate  his  praise, 
And  saints  his  growing  glories  show. 


REVIVAL.. ..GRATEFUL  RECOLLECTIOIf.       123 

4  Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lamb, 
From  all  below,  from  all  above; 
In  lofty  songs  exalt  his  name  ; 
In  songs  as  lofty  as  his  love. 

140.    c.  M. 

1  O  HOW  divine,  how  sweet  the  joy, 

When  but  one  sinner  turns, 
And  with  an  humble,  broken  heart, 
His  sins  and  errors  mourns  ! 

2  Plcas'd  with  the  news,  the  saints  below 

In  songs  their  tongues  employ  ; 
Beyond  the  skies  the  tidings  go, 
And  heav'n  is  fill'd  with  joy. 

3  Well  pleas'd,  the  Father  sees  and  hears 

The  conscious  sinner's  moan  ; 
Jesus  receives  him  in  his  arms, 
And  claims  him  for  his  own. 

4  Nor  angels  can  their  joys  contain, 

But  kindle  with  new  fire  : 
'*  The  sinner  lost  is  found,"  they  sing, 
And  strike  the  sounding  lyre. 

141.     8  &  7. 

1  COME,  thou  Fount  of  ev'ry  blessing, 
Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace  ! 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceasing, 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise  : 


124  THE    CONVERT, 

Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 
Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above  : 

Praise  the  mount,  O  fix  me  on  it, 
Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love. 

2  Here  I  raise  my  Ebenezer, 

Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come  ; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
Jesits  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  God  ; 
He,  to  save  my  soul  from  danger, 

Interpos'd  his  precious  blood. 

3  O  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I  'm  constrain'd  to  be  ; 
Let  that  grace,  Lord,  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  to  thee  ! 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it; 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love. 
Here's  my  heart,  Lord,  take  and  seal  it, 

Seal  it  from  thy  courts  above. 

142.    L.  M. 

1  LORD,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine, 
Purchas'd  and  sav'd  by  blood  divine  : 
With  full  consent  thine  I  would  be, 
And  own  thy  sov'reign  right  in  me. 

2  Grant  one  poor  sinner  more  a  place 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace; 
A  wretched  sinner,  lost  to  God, 
But  ransom'd  bjr  Immanuel's  blood. 


THE    CONVERT.  125 

3  Thee,  my  new  Master,  now  I  call, 
And  consecrate  to  tliee  my  all ; 
Lord,  let  me  live  and  die  to  thee, 
Be  thine  in  vast  eternity. 

143.  L.  M. 

1  MAY  I  resolve,  with  all  my  heart. 
With  all  my  pow'rs  to  serve  the  Lord ; 
Nor  from  his  precepts  e'er  depart, 
Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward. 

2  Now,  be  his  service  all  my  joy  ! 
Around  let  my  example  shine, 
Till  others  love  the  blest  employ. 
And  join  in  labors  so  divine. 

3  Be  this  the  purpose  of  my  soul, 
My  solemn,  my  determin'd  choice, 
To  yield  to  his  supreme  control, 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 

4  O  may  I  never  faint,  nor  tire, 

Nor,  wand'ring,  leave  his  sacred  ways ; 
Great  God,  accept  my  souTs  desire, 
And  give  me  strength  to  live  thy  praise. 

144.  L.  M. 

1  I  HEAR  a  voice  that  comes  from  far ; 
From  Calvary  it  sounds  abroad  ; 
It  soothes  my  soul,  and  calms  my  fear: 
It  speaks  of  pardon  bought  with  blood. 


126  SAFETY    IN    GOD. 

2  And  is  it  true,  that  many  fly 

The  sound  that  bids  my  soul  rejoice ; 
And  rather  choose  in  sin  to  die, 
Than  turn  an  ear  to  mercy's  voice  ! 

3  Alas,  for  those  !  the  day  is  near, 
When  mercy  will  be  heard  no  more  ; 
Then  will  they  ask,  in  vain,  to  hear 
The  voice  they  would  not  hear  before. 

4  With  such,  I  own,  I  once  appear'd  ; 
But  now  I  know  how  great  their  loss  ; 
For  sweeter  sounds  were  never  heard, 
Than  mercy  utters  from  the  cross. 

5  But  let  me  not  forget  to  own, 
That  if  I  differ  aught  from  those, 
'Tis  due  to  sov'reign  grace  alone, 
That  oft  selects  its  proudest  foes. 

145.    c.  M. 

1  HOW  are  thy  servant?  bless'd,  ()  Lord, 

How  sure  is  their  defence  ! 
Eternal  wisdom  is  their  guide, 
Their  help,  Omnipotence. 

2  In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  thy  care  ; 
Through  burning  climes  they  pass  unhurt, 
And  breathe  iu  tainted  air. 

3  When  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne, 

High  on  the  broken  wave. 
They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  save. 


THE    BIBLE.  127 

4  The  storm  is  laid,  the  winds  retire, 

Obedient  to  thy  will  ; 
The  sea  that  roars  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

5  In  'midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  deaths, 

Thy  goodness  we'll  adore  ; 
We'll  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past. 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

146.    c.  M. 

1  FATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 

What  endless  glory  shines  ! 
Forever  be  thy  name  ador'd 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here,  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Fixhaustless  riches  find  ; 
Riches,  alx)ve  what  earth  can  grant. 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here,  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around  ; 
And  life,  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

4  O  may  these  heavenly  p*iges  be 

My  ever  dear  delight ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light ! 

5  Divine  Instructer,  gracious  Lord, 

Be  thou  forever  near. 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  there. 


123 


THE    KIBLE. 


147.    c.  M. 

1  A  GLORY  gilds  the  sacred  page, 

Majestic  like  the  sun  ; 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age  ; 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

2  The  hand  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat  ; 
His  trutiis  upon  the  nations  rise, 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

3  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine, 

For  such  a  bright  display, 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  sliine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

4  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 

The  steps  of  11  im  I  love. 
Till  glory  breaks  upon  my  view, 
In  brighter  worlds  above. 

148.    12&11. 

1  HOW  painTully  pleasing  the  fond  recollection 

Of  youtljfiil  emotions. and  innocent  joy, 
When  blest  with  parentfil  advice  and  affection, 

Surrounded  with  mercies,  with  peace  from  on  high. 
I  still  view  the  chair  of  my  sire  and  my  mother, 

Ttie  seats  of  their  offspring,  as  rang'd  on  each  hand, 
And  that  richest  of  bonks,  which  excels  ev'ry  other, 
The  family  Bible,  that  lay  on  the  stand. 
Tiie  old  fashion'd  Bible,  the  dear  blessed  Bible, 
The  family  Bible,  that  lay  on  the  stand. 

2  That  Bible,  the  volume  of  Goi/s  inspiration. 

At  morn  and  at  evening  could  >  ield  us  delight, 

And  the  prayer  of  our  sire  was  a  sweet  invocation, 

For  mercy  by  day,  and  for  safely  through  night. 


ALL    IS    WELL.  129 

Our  hymns  of  thanksgiving  with  harmony  swelling, 

All  warm  from  the  heart  of  a  family  band, 
Half  rais'd  us  from  earth  to  that  rapturous  dwelling, 

Describ'd  in  the  Hible.,  that  lay  on  the  stand. 
The  old  fasliion'd  Bible,  &c. 
3  Ye  scenes  of  tranquillity,  long  have  we  parted, 

iMy  liopes  almost  gone,  and  my  parents  no  more} 
In  sorrow  and  sadness  I  live  broken  hearted, 

And  wander  unknown  on  a  far  distant  shore. 
Yet  iiow  can  I  doubt  a  dear  Saviour's  protection, 

Foigetful  of  gifts  frcan  his  bountiful  hand; 

0  let  inc  with  patience  receive  his  correction, 
And  think  of  the  Bible,  that  lay  on  the  stand. 

'l"he  old  fashion'd  Bible,  &.C. 

149.     10,6&8. 

1  what's  this  that  steals,  that  steals  upon  my 

Is  it  death  ?     Is  it  death  ?  [frame  ? 

That  soon  will  quench,  will  quench  this  vital  flame, 

Is  it  death  ?     Is  it  death  .^ 
If  this  be  death,  1  soon  shaH  be 
From  every  pain  and  sorrow  free  ; 
1  shall  the  King  of  glory  see. 

All  is  well.     All  is  well. 

2  Weep  not  my  friends,  my  friends,  weep  not  for  me. 

All  is  well.     All  is  well. 
My  sins  are  pardoned,  pardoned.     I  am  free. 

All  is  well.     All  is  well. 
There's  not  a  cloud  that  doth  arise, 
To  hide  my  Saviour  from  my  eyes. 
1  soon  shall  uiount  the  upper  skies. 

All  is  well.     All  is  well. 

3  Tur.e,  tune  your  harps,  your  harps,  ye  saints  in  glory. 

All  is  well.     All  is  well. 

1  will  rehearse,  rehearse  the  pleasing  story. 

All  is  well.    All  is  well. 
5 


130  HASTING    HOME. 

Bright  angels  are  from  glory  come, 
Tliey're  round  my  bed,  they're  in  my  room, 
They  wait  to  waft  my  spirit  home. 
All  is  well.     All  is  well. 

4  Hark,  hark  !  my  Lord,  my  Lord  and  Master  calls  me. 

All  is  well.     Ail  is  well. 
I  soon  shall  see,  shall  see  his  face  in  glory. 

All  is  well.     All  is  well. 
Farewell,  dear  friends,  adieu,  adieu! 
1  can  no  longer  stay  with  you, 
My  glittering  crown  appears  in  view. 

All  is  well.     All  is  well. 

5  Hail,  hail,  all  hail  !  all  hail,  ye  blood-washed  throng. 

Saved  by  grace,  saved  by  grace. 
I  've  come  to  join,  to  join  your  rapturous  song. 

Saved  by  grace,  saved  by  grace. 
All,  all  is  peace  and  joy  divine, 
All  heaven  and  glory  now  are  mine, 
O,  hallelujah  to  the  Lamb. 

All  is  well.     All  is  well. 

150.   &■ 

1  TO  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope, 
My  soul  is  in  haste  to  be  gone; 

O  bear  me,  ye  cherubim,  up, 
And  waft  me  away  to  his  throne. 

2  My  Saviour,  whom  absent,  I  love  ; 
Whom,  not  having  seen,  I  adore  ; 
Whose  name  is  exalted  above 

All  glory,  dominion  and  povv'r  ; 

3  Dissolve  thou  these  bonds  that  detain 
My  soul  from  her  portion  in  thee  ,• 


THE    BIBLE.  131 

Ah  !  strike  off  this  adamant  chain, 
And  make  me  eternally  free. 

4  When  that  happy  era  begins, 
When  array'd  in  thy  glories  I  shine, 
Nor  grieve  any  more,  by  my  sins, 
The  bosom  on  which  I  recline  ; 

5  O  then  shall  the  veil  be  remov'd. 

And  round  me  thy  brightness  be  pour'd: 
1  shall  meet  Him  whom  absent  I  lov'd, 
I  shall  see  whom  unseen  I  ador'd. 

6  And  then  never  more  shall  the  fears. 
The  trials,  temptations  and  woes, 
Which  darken  this  valley  of  tears, 
Intrude  on  my  blissful  repose. 

151.    L    M. 

HOW  precious  is  thy  word,  O  God, 
'Tis  for  our  light  and  guidance  giv'n  ; 
It  sheds  a  lustre  all  abroad, 
And  points  the  path  to  bliss  and  heaven. 

It  fills  the  soul  with  sweet  delight, 
It  quickens  its  inactive  powers; 
It  sets  our  wandering  footsteps  right  ; 
Displays  thy  love,  and  kindles  ours. 

Its  promises  rejoice  our  hearts  ; 
Its  doctrines  are  divinely  true  ; 
Knowledge  and  pleasure  it  imparts  ; 
It  comforts  and  instructs  us  too. 


132  REMEMBER    ME. 

4  Ye  favor'd  souls,  who  have  this  word, 
Ye  saints,  who  feel  its  saving  power, 
Unite  your  tongues  to  praise  the  Lord, 
And  his  distinguish'd  grace  adore. 

152.  c.  M. 

1  O  THOU,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows, 

I  lift  my  heart  to  thee; 
In  all  my  trials,  conflicts,  woes, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

2  When  groaning,  on  my  burden'd  heart 

My  sins  lie  heavily  ; 
My  pardon  speak,  new  grace  impart; 
In  love,  remember  me. 

3  If  on  my  face,  for  thy  dear  name, 

Shame  and  reproaches  be  ; 
I  Ml  hail  reproach,  and  welcome  shame, 
If  thou  remember  me. 

4  The  hour  is  near!  consign'd  to  death, 

I  own  the  just  decree  ; 
Saviour,  with  my  last  parting  breath, 
I  '11  cry,  remember  me. 

153.  L.  M. 

1   **  WE  've  no  abiding  city  here  !" 
This  may  distress  the  worldly  mind  ; 
But  should  not  cost  the  saint  a  tear, 
Who  hopes  a  better  rest  to  find. 


DESIRE  or  ALL  NATIONS.  J33 

2  "  We  've  no  abiding  city  liere  !" 
Sad  truth,  were  this  to  be  our  home  : 
But  let  tliis  thought  our  spirits  cheer, 
"  We  seek  a  city  yet  to  come." 

3  **  We  've  no  abiding  city  here  !" 
Then  let  us  live  as  pilgrims  do ; 
Let  not  the  world  our  rest  appear  ; 
But  let  us  haste  from  all  below. 

4  "  We  've  no  abiding  city  here  !" 
We  seek  a  city  out  of  sight : 
Zion  its  name  :  the  Lord  is  there, 
It  shines  with  everlasting  light. 

154.   c.  M. 

1  INFINITE  excellence  is  thine, 

Thou  lovely  Prince  of  grace  ! 
Thine  uncreated  beauties  shine, 
With  never  fading  rays. 

2  Sinners  from  earth's  remotest  end. 

Come  bending  at  thy  feet : 
To  thee  their  prayers  and  vows  ascend, 
In  thee  their  wishes  meet. 

3  Millions  of  happy  spirits  live 

On  thy  exhaustless  store  ; 
From  thee  they  all  their  bliss  receive, 
And  still  thou  givest  more. 
5* 


134    ENCOURAGEMENT  TO  WEAK  BELIEVERS. 

4  Tliou  art  their  triumph  and  their  joy, 
They  find  their  all  in  thee  ; 
Thy  glories  will  their  tongues  employ, 
In  vast  eternity. 

155.    s.  M. 

1  YOUR  harps,  ye  trembling  saints, 
Down  from  the  willows  take; 

Loud  to  the  praise  of  Christ  our  Lord, 
Bid  ev'ry  string  awake. 

2  Though  in  a  foreign  land, 
We  are  not  far  from  home  ; 

And  nearer  to  our  house  above, 
We  ev'ry  moment  come. 

3  His  grace  shall  to  the  end 
Stronger  and  brighter  shine  ; 

Nor  present  things,  nor  things  to  come, 
Shall  quench  the  spark  divine. 

4  The  time  of  love  will  come, 
When  we  shall  clearly  see, 

Not  only  that  he  shed  his  blood. 
But  each  shall  say,  for  me. 

5  Tarry  his  leisure  then, 
Wait  the  appointed  hour  ; 

Wait  till  the  Bridegroom  of  your  souls 
Reveals  his   love  with  power. 

5       Blest  is  the  man,  O  God, 
Who  stays  himself  on  thee  ; 
Who  waits  for  thy  salvation,  Lord, 
Shall  thy  salvation  see. 


ENCOURAGEMENT  TO  PILGRIMS.  I3t 

156.    '7&'0. 

1  RISE,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 

Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 
Rise  from  transitory  things, 

Towards  heaven,  thy  native  place  ; 
Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars  decay. 
Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove  ; 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 

To  seats  prepar'd  above. 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  tfieir  course  ; 
Fire  ascending  seeks  the  sun. 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source; 
So  a  soul,  that  's  born  of  God, 
Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face; 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

3  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn, 

Press  onward  to  the  prize  : 
Soon  our  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  skies; 
Yet  a  season,  and  ye  know, 
Happy  entrance  will  be  given  ; 
All  our  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchang'd  for  heaven. 


136  TO  THE  YOCNG....OUR  EXAMPLE. 

157.  c.  M. 

4  YE  hearts  with  youthful  vigour  warm, 
In  smiling  crowds  draw  near  ; 
And  turn  from  ev'ry  mortal  charm, 
A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 

2  He,  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 

Stoops  to  converse  with  you  ; 
And  lays  his  radiant  glories  by, 
Your  friendship  to  pursue. 

3  **  The  soul  that  longs  to  see  my  face 

Is  sure  my  love  to  gain  ; 
And  those  that  early  seek  my  grace 
Shall  never  seek  in  vain." 

4  What  object,  Lord,  my  soul  should  move, 

If  once  compar'd  with  thee  ? 
What  beauty  should  command  my  love. 
Like  what  in  Christ  I  see  ? 

5  Away,  ye  false,  delusive  toys, 

Vain  tempters  of  the  mind  ! 
'Tis  here  I  fix  my  lasting  choice, 
For  here  true  bliss  I  find. 

158.  LM- 

1   AND  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love? 
Such  let  our  conversation  be  : 
The  serpent  blended  with  the  dove. 
Wisdom  and  meek  simplicity. 


THUNDER.  137 

2  Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife, 
To  Jesus  let  us  lift  our  eyes, 
Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life. 

3  O  how  benevolent  and  kind  ! 
How  mild  !   how  ready  to  forgive  1 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind, 
And  these  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 

4  To  do  his  heavenly  Father's  will 
Was  his  employment  and  delight ; 
Humility  and  holy  zoal 

Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright. 

5  Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came, 
The  labors  of  his  life  were  love  ; 
O,  if  we  love  the  Saviour's  name. 
Let  his  divine  example  move. 

159.     L-  M. 

1  THE  rain  descends,  the  tempests  rise, 
My  soul,  his  majesty  adore! 
Jcuovah's  voice  sounds  through  the  skies, 
While  lightnings  flash  and  thunders  roar. 

2  I  sit  quite  calm  while  others  fear ; 
The  (ioD  of  thunder  is  my  all  ; 

It  is  my  Father's  voice  I  hear, 
Nor  shall  I  by  his  thunder  fall. 

3  No  :  while  his  lightnings  flash  around, 
Although  the  earth's  foundations  move, 


138 


ETERNITY. 


I  Stand  secure  on  faith's  firm  ground, 
1  rest  in  his  unchanging  love. 
4  Nothing  shall  fright  my  soul  from  God, 
Should  he  the  skies  this  moment  rend  ; 
He  is  my  only  safe  abode  : 
My  Rock,  my  Refuge,  and  my  Friend. 

1  ETERNITY  is  just  at  hand  ! 
And  shall  I  waste  my  ebbing  sand, 
And  careless  view  departing  day, 
And  throw  my  inch  of  time  away? 

2  Eternity'  tremendous  sound  ! 

To  guilty  souls  a  dreadful  wound  ; 
But  O,  if  Christ  and  heaven  be  mine, 
How  sweet  the  accents,  how  divine  ! 

3  Be  this  my  chief,  my  ouly  care. 
My  high  pursuit,  my  ardent  prayer, 
An  interest  in  the  Saviour's  blood, 
My  pardon  seal'd  and  peace  with  God. 

4  But  should  my  brightest  hopes  be  vain  ! 
The  rising  doubt,  how  sharp  its  pain  ! 
My  fears,  O  gracious  God,  remove. 
Confirm  my  title  to  thy  love. 

5  Search,  Lord,  O  search  my  inmost  heart, 
And  light,  and  hope,  and  joy  impart; 
From  guilt  and  error  set  me  free. 

And  ffuide  me  safe  to  heaven  and  thee. 


JOYS    OF    HEAVEN.  139 

161.    c.  M. 

1  COME,  TiOrd,  and  warm  each  languid  heart, 

Inspire  each  lifeless  tongue, 
And  let  the  joys  of  heaven  impart 
Their  influence  to  our  song. 

2  Sorrow  and  pain,  and  ev'ry  care, 

And  discord  there  shall  cease  ; 
And  perfect  joy,  and  love  sincere. 
Adorn  to  realms  of  peace. 

3  The  soul,  from  sin  forever  free, 

Shall  mourn  its  power  no  more  ; 
But,  cloth'd  in  spotless  purity. 
Redeeming  love  adore. 

4  There  on  a  throne,  how  dazzling  bright, 

Th'  exalted  Saviour  shines; 
And  beams  iiietfable  delight 
On  all  the  heavenly  minds. 

5  There  shall  the  followers  of  the  Lamb 

Join  in  immortal  souiis  ; 
And  endless  honors  lo  his  name 
Employ  their  tuneful  tongues. 

6  Lord,  tune  our  hearts  to  praise  and  love, 

Our  feeble  notes  inspire  ; 
'Till  in  thy  blissful  courts  above. 
We  join  the  angelic  choir. 


140  PHYSICIAN  OF  SOULS. 

162.    L   M. 

1  DEEP  are  the  wounds  which  sin  has  made, 
Where  shall  the  sinner  find  a  cure  ? 

In  vain,  alasl  is  nature's  aid, 

The  work  exceeds  all  nature's  power. 

2  Sin,  like  a  raging  fever,  reigns 
With  fatal  strength  in  every  part ; 
The  dire  contagion  fills  the  veins. 
And  spreads  the  poison  to  the  heart. 

3  And  can  no  sovereign  balm  be  found? 
And  is  no  kind  physician  nigh 

To  ease  the  pain,  and  heal  the  wound, 
Ere  life  and  hope  forever  fly  ? 

4  There  is  a  great  Physician  near, 
Look  up,  O  fainting  soul,  and  live  ; 
See,  in  his  heavenly  smiles  appear 
Such  ease  as  nature  cannot  give  1 

5  See,  in  the  Saviour's  dying  blood. 
Life,  health,  and  bliss,  abundant  flow; 
'Tis  only  this  dear  sacred  flood 

Can  ease  thy  pain  and  heal  thy  wo. 

163.    c.  M. 

1  THERE  is  a  fountain  filPd  with  blood, 
Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins  ; 
And  sinners,  plung'd  beneath  that  flood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 


PENITENCE  AND  HOPE.  141 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoic'd  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  day  ; 
O  may  I  there,  though  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power. 
Till  all  the  ransom'd  church  of  God 
Be  sav'd,  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

5  And  when  this  lisping,  stammering  tongue 

Lies  silent  in  the  grave, 
Then,  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 
I  '11  sing  thy  power  to  save. 

164.    c.  M. 

1  DEAR  Saviour,  when  my  thoughts  recall 
The  wonders  of  thy  grace  ; 
Low  at  thy  feet  asham'd  1  fall, 
And  hide  this  wretched  face. 
3  Shall  love  like  thine  be  thus  repaid? 
Ah  vile,  ungrateful  heart ! 
By  earth's  low  cares  detain'd,  betray'd, 
From  Jesus  to  depart. 
3  From  Jesus,  who  alone  can  give 
True  pleasure,  peace,  and  rest : 
When  absent  from  my  Lord,  1  live 
Unsatisfy'd,  unblest. 


142  SUBMISSION. 

4  But  he,  for  his  own  mercy's  sake, 

My  wand'ring  sou!  restores  : 
Ho  bids  the  mourning  heart  partake 
■'j'he  pardon  it  implores. 

5  O,  while  I  breathe  to  thee,  my  Lord, 

I'he  penitential  sigh, 
Confirm  the  kind,  forgiving  word, 
With  pity  in  thine  eye  ! 

6  Then  shall  the  mourner  at  thy  feet 

Rejoice  to  seek  thy  face ; 
And  grateful  own  how  kind,  how  sweet, 
Thy  condescending  grace. 

165.    c.  M. 

1  AND  can  my  heart  aspire  so  high. 

To  say,  "  My  Father,  God  !" 
Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  fain  would  lie. 
And  learn  to  kiss  the  rod. 

2  I  would  submit  to  all  thy  will, 

For  thou  art  good  and  wise  ; 
Let  every  anxious  thought  be  still, 
Nor  one  faint  murmur  rise. 

3  Thy  love  can  cheer  the  darksome  gloom, 

And  bid  me  wait  serene  ; 
Till  hopes  and  joys  immortal  bloom. 
And  brighten  all  the  scene. 

4  "  My  Father,"  O  permit  my  heart 

To  plead  her  humble  claim, 
And  ask  the  bliss  those  words  impart. 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 


SALVATION    NEAR CHRISTIAN    RACE.       143 

168.    CM. 

1  AWAKE,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes, 

And  raise  your  voices  high  ; 
Awake,  and  praise  that  sovereign  love, 
That  shows  salvation  nigh. 

2  On  all  the  wings  of  time  it  flies, 

Each  moment  brings  it  near  ; 
Then  welcome  each  declining  day. 
And  each  revolving  year  ! 

3  Not  many  years  their  round  shall  run. 

Not  many  mornings  rise, 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  reveal'd 
To  our  admiring  eyes. 

4  Ye  wheels  of  nature,  speed  your  course  ; 

Ye  mortal  powers,  decay  ; 
Fast  as  ye  bring  the  night  of  death. 
Ye  bring  eternal  day. 

16T.    c.  M. 

1  AWAKE,  my  soul,  stretch  ev'ry  nerve, 

And  press  with  vigour  on  : 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  'Tis  God's  all  animating  voice, 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high  : 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye. 

3  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey  ; 


144  SELF    DENIAL REDEMPTION. 

Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 

And  onward  urge  thy  way. 
4  Bless'd  Saviour,  introduc'd  l)y  thee, 

Have  we  our  race  begun  ; 
And,  crown'd  with  vict'ry,  at  thy  feet 

We  Jay  our  laurels  down. 

168.  c.  M. 

1  AND  must  I  part  with  all  I  have, 

My  dearest  Lord,  for  thee? 
It  is  but  riglit,  since  thou  hast  done 
Much  more  than  this  for  me. 

2  Yes,  let  it  go  ;  one  look  from  thee 

Will  more  than  make  amends, 
For  all  the  losses  I  sustain 
Of  credit,  riches,  friends. 

3  Ten  thousand  worlds,  ten  thousand  lives, 

How  worthless  they  appear, 
Compar'd  with  thee,  supremely  good, 
Divinely  bright  and  ftiir ! 

4  Saviour  of  souls,  could  I  from  thee 

A  single  smile  obtain. 
Though  destitute  of  all  things  else, 
I'd  glory  in  my  gain. 

169.  c.  M. 

I  AND  did  the  Holy  and  the  Just, 
The  Sovereign  of  the  skies. 
Stoop  down  to  wretchedness  and  dust, 
That  guilty  worms  might  rise  ? 


HOME    IN    YIEW.  145 

2  Yes,  the  Dedeemer  left  his  throne, 

His  radiant  throne  on  high, 
Surprising  mercy  !  love  unknown! 
To  suffer,  bleed,  and  die. 

3  He  took  the  dying  traitor's  place, 

And  suffer'd  in  his  stead  ; 
For  man,  O  miracle  of  grace  ! 
For  man  the  Saviour  bled  ! 

4  Dear  Lord,  what  heavenly  wonders  dwell 

In  thy  atoning  blood! 
By  this  are  sinners  snatch'd  from  hell, 
And  rebels  brought  to  God. 

5  Jesus,  my  soul  adoring  bends 

To  love  so  full,  so  free ; 
And  may  I  hope  that  love  extends 
Its  sacred  power  to  me  1 

6  What  glad  return  can  1  impart 

For  favors  so  divine  ! 
O  take  my  all,  this  worthless  heart, 
And  make  it  only  thine. 

170.    L-  M. 

1  AS  when  the  weary  trav'ler  gains 
The  height  of  some  o'erlooking  hill, 
His  heart  revives,  if,  cross  the  plains, 
He  eyes  his  home,  though  distant  still. 

2  Thus  when  the  Christian  pilgrim  views, 
By  faith,  his  mansion  in  the  skies. 

The  sight  his  fainting  strength  renews, 
And  wings  his  speed  to  reach  the  prize. 


146  FAITH    CONQUERING. 

3  The  thought  of  home  his  spirit  cheers, 
No  more  he  grieves  for  troubles  past  ; 
Nor  any  future  trial  fears, 

Assur'd  he  Ml  safe  arrive  at  last. 

4  'Tis  there,  he  says,  I  am  to  dwell 
With  Jesus,  in  the  realms  of  day  ; 
Then  I  shall  bid  my  cares  farewell, 
And  he  will  wipe  my  tears  away. 

5  Jesus,  on  thee  our  hope  depends, 
To  lead  us  on  to  thine  abode  : 
Assur'd  our  hope  will  make  amends 
For  all  our  toil  while  on  the  road. 

171.     8s. 

1  THE  moment  a  sinner  believes^ 
And  trusts  in  his  crucifi'd  God, 
His  pardon  at  once  he  receives, 
Redemption  in  full  through  his  blood  ; 
Though  thousands  and  thousands  of  foes 
Against  him  in  malice  unite, 

Their  rage  he,  through  Christ,  can  oppose,. 
Led  forth  by  the  Spirit  to  fight. 

2  The  faith  that  unites  to  the  Lamb, 
And  brings  such  salvation  as  this. 
Is  more  than  mere  notion  or  name, 
The  work  of  God's  Spirit  it  is  : 

A  principle  active  and  young, 
That  lives  under  pressure  and  load  ; 
That  makes  out  of  weakness  more  strong, 
And  draws  the  soul  upward  to  God. 


GOSPEL    POOL.  147 

It  treads  on  the  \vor](]  and  on  hell, 
It  vanquishes  death  and  despair  ; 
And  O,  Jet  us  wonder  to  tell, 
It  overcomes  IJeaven  by  prayer  : 
Permits  a  vile  worm  of  the  dust, 
With  God  to  commune  as  a  friend  ; 
To  liope  liis  forgiveness  as  just, 
And  look  for  his  love  to  the  end. 

172.    s.  M. 

BESIDE  the  Gospel  Pool, 

Apj)ointed  for  the  poor, 
From  year  to  year  my  helpless  soul 

Has  waited  for  a  cure. 

How  often  have  I  seen 

The  healing  waters  move. 
And  many  round  me,  stepping  in, 

Their  efficacy  prove. 

But  my  complaints  remain, 

I  feel  the  very  same  ; 
As  full  of  guilt,  and  fear,  and  pain. 

As  when  at  first  I  came. 

O  would  the  Lord  appear, 

My  maladies  to  heal  ! 
He  knows  how  long  I  've  waited  here. 

And  what  distress  I  feel. 

How  often  have  I  thought, 

Why  should  I  longer  try  ? 
Surely  the  mercies  I  have  sought, 

Are  not  for  such  as  I. 


148  HOME. 

6  But  whither  shall  I  go  ? 
There  is  no  other  pool, 

Where  streams  of  sovereign  mercy  flow. 
To  make  a  sinner  whole. 

7  Here  then,  from  day  to  day, 

I  '11  wait,  and  hope,  and  cry; 
Can  Jesus  hear  a  sinner  pray, 
And  suflTer  him  to  die  ? 

8  No,  he  is  full  of  grace  ; 
He  never  will  permit 

The  soul  that  fain  would  see  his  face 
To  perish  at  his  feet. 

1  BRETHREN,  while  we  sojourn  here, 
Fight  me  must,  but  should  not  fear  ; 
Foes  we  have,  but  we  Ve  a  Friend, 
One  who  loves  us  to  the  end  ; 
Forward,  then,  with  courage  go, 
Long  we  shall  not  dwell  below  ; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
Child,  your  Father  calls — Come  ho7ne. 

2  In  the  world  a  thousand  snares 
Lay  to  take  us  unawares; 
Satan,  with  malicious  art. 
Watches  each  unguarded  heart ; 
But,  from  Satan's  malice  free, 
Saints  shall  soon  victorious  be  ; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come. 
Child,  your  Father  calls — Come  home. 


PRAISE    FOR    REDEMPTION.  149 

But  of  all  the  foes  we  meet, 
None  so  apt  to  tarn  our  feet, 
None  betray  us  into  sin, 
Like  the  foes  we  have  within ; 
Yet  let  nothing  spoil  your  peace, 
Christ  will  also  conquer  these; 
Then  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
Child,  your  Father  calls — Come  home. 

1T4    c.  M. 

COME,  ye  redeem'd  by  Jesus'  blood, 

Your  grateful  songs  employ  ; 
lie  brought  your  wand'ring  souls  to  God, 

And  turn'd  your  grief  to  joy. 

Think,  ransom'd  sinner,  what  a  price 

Was  paid  to  set  you  free  ! 
Th'  eternal  Son  was  nail'd  and  died 

Upon  the  bloody  tree. 

Our  yielding  hearts  cannot  be  cold, 

While  viewing  such  a  scene  1 
E'en  nature  trembled  to  behold 

The  suff'rings  of  her  King. 

The  massy  rocks  in  sunder  clave, 

When  Jesus  clos'd  his  eyes; 
The  sleeping  saints  leap'd  from  their  graves^ 

And  darkness  spread  the  skies. 

Mysterious  grace  !  all-conquering  love  \ 
Too  deep  for  angel's  ken  ; 


150  DIVINE    PRESENCE    DESIRED. 

That  he,  whom  seraphs  praise  above, 
Should  die  for  guilty  men. 

6  Then  join,  ye  ransom'd,  in  the  song, 
And,  while  ye  taste  his  love. 
Let  every  saint  the  theme  prolong, 
Till  call'd  to  praise  above. 

175.   c.  M. 

1  COME,  thou  desire  of  all  thy  saints, 

Our  humble  strains  attend, 
While,  with  our  praises  and  complaints, 
Low  at  thy  feet  we  bend. 

2  When  we  thy  wond'rous  glories  hear. 

And  all  thy  suff'rings  trace, 
What  sweetly  awful  scenes  appear  ! 
What  rich  unbounded  grace  1 

3  How  should  our  songs,  like  those  above. 

With  warm  devotion  rise  ! 
How  should  our  souls,  on  wings  of  love, 
Mount  upward  to  the  skies  ! 

4  Cotne,  Lord,  thy  love  alone  can  raise 

In  us  the   heavenly  flame  ; 
Then  shall  our  lips  resound  thy  praise, 
Our  hearts  adore  thy  name. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  glory  shine. 

And  fill  thy  dwellings  here, 
Till  life,  and  love,  and  joy  divine 
A  heaven  on  earth  appear. 


CIVIL  FREEDOM.  151 

FOURTH  OF  JULY... .Original. 

176.   c.  M. 

1  NOW  joyous  hail  the  genial  light, 

The  day  once  more  we  see, 
Which  speaks  of  glorious  deeds,  and  bright. 
And  tells  us,  we  are  free. 

2  But  while  our  fathers'  God  we  praise. 

For  freedom,  choicest  boon, 
Our  humble  voices  let  us  raise 
For  Libya's  injur'd  son. 

3  While  warm,  from  Southern  plains,  the  gale 

Is  wafted  to  our  ears, 
'Tis  mingled  with  the  negro's  wail, 
And  moistened  with   his  tears. 

4  The  cutting  lash  and  clanking  chain. 

In  dread  array  arise  ; 
The  galling  yoke,  and  wasting  pain, 
With  tender  children's  cries. 

5  We  to  their  wails  will  ope  our  ear. 

Attentive  hear  their  cries, 
For  them  will  shed  the  pitying  tear, 
With  them  will  sympathise. 

6  We  '11  firm  remain  an  active  band, 

Those  injured  ones  to  save, 
Till  in  Columbia's  happy  land 

There  breathes  no  fettered  slave.     S.  H. 


152 


CIVIL    FREEDOM. 


ITT.    L.  M. 

BEHOLD  from  heav'n,  O  God  of  grace! 
And  pity  us — an  injur'd  race  ; 
Thou  know'st  the  wrongs  we're  doom'd  to  bear* 
Thou  see'st  the  heavy  chains  we  wear. 

Shut  out  from  human  sympathy, 
We  look  alone,  O  Lord  !  to  thee  ; 
When  wilt  thou  come  and  give  us  peace  ? 
When  wilt  thou  bid  our  bondage  cease? 

How  long  must  we  still  bear  the  yoke, 
The  shame,  the  toil,  the  smarting  stroke  ? 
How  long,  from  all  our  kindred  torn, 
Our  helpless,  hopeless  mis'ries  mourn  ? 

Rise,  Lord  !  and  make  thy  justice  known  ; 
Thou  art  our  Master — thou  alone  ; 
Made  in  thine  image,  own  us  thine, 
And  we  will  own  thy  hand  divine. 

1T8.    7s. 

HEAR  us,  Father !  while  we  cry, 
Pleading  for  an  injur'd  race  ; 
Make  the  bolts  asunder  fly. 
By  thine  own  resistless  grace. 

Let  the  captives  all  go  free, 
Let  th'  oppressor  cease  to  reign, 
And  the  arm  of  tyranny, 
Never  more  be  rais'd  again. 


CIVIL   FREEDOM.  153 

3  Crush  the  system  in  the  dust, 
Ere  anotlier  year  be  past ; 
Ev'ry  chain  and  fetter  burst, 
Which  hare  been  around  them  cast. 

i  Then  will  shrieks  be  turn'd  to  praise, 
As  the  gory  whip  departs, 
And  the  rasom'd  daily  raise 
Songs  of  joy  from  grateful  hearts. 

179.  I-  M. 

1  O  GOD  of  freedom  !  hear  us  pray 
For  steadfast  liearts,  to  toil  as  one  ; 
Till  thy  pure  law  hath  boundless  sway — 
Thy  will,  in  heav'n  and  earth  be  done. 

2  A  piercing  voice  of  grief  and  wrong 
Goes  upward  from  the  groaning  earth  ; 
Most  true  and  holy  Lord  1  how  long  t 
In  majesty  and  might  come  forth. 

3  Yet,  Lord  !  remembering  mercy  too. 
Behold  th'  oppressor  in  his  sin  ; 
Make  all  his  actions  jtist  and  true. 
Renew  his  wayward  heart  within. 

180.  L.  M. 

1  WE  long  to  see  that  hr.ppy  time, 
That  long — expected  blissful  day. 
When  men  of  ev'ry  name  and  clime 
The  glorious  gospel  shall  obey. 

2  The  word  of  God  shall  firm  abide, 
Though  earth  and  hell  should  dare  oppose ; 


154  CIVIL    FREEDOM. 

The  stone  cut  from  the  mountain's  side, 
To  universal  empire  grows. 

3  Afric's  emancipated  sons 

Shall  shout  to  Asia's  rapt'rous  song, 
Europe,  with  her  unnumber'd  tongues, 
And  western  climes  the  strain  prolong. 

4  From  east  to  west,  from  north  to  south, 
Immanuel's  kingdom  shall  extend, 
And  ev'ry  man,  in  ev'ry  face, 

Shall  meet  a  Brother  and  a  Friend. 

181.    c.  M. 

1  "BREAK  ev'ry  yoke,"  the  gospel  cries, 

"  And  let  th'  oppress'd  go  free  ;" 
Let  ev'ry  burden'd  captive  rise, 
And  taste  sweet  liberty. 

2  Lord  !   when  shall  man  thy  voice  obey, 

And  rend  each  iron  chain  ? 
Oh  !  when  shall  love  its  golden  sway 
O'er  all  the  earth  maintain  ? 

3  Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above, 

And  melt  th'  oppressor's  heart ; 
Send  swift  deliv'rance  to  the  slave. 
And  bid  his  woes  depart. 

4  With  joy  and  gladness  crown  his  day. 

And  fill  his  heart  with  love  ; 
Teach  him  the  strait  and  only  way, 
That  leads  to  rest  above. 


CIVIL    FREEDOM GOD    IS    LOVE.  155 

182.     L.  M. 

LORD  !  when  thine  ancient  people  cried, 
Oppress'd  with  chains  by  Egypt's  king, 
Thou  didst  th'  Arabian  sea  divide, 
And  forth  thy  fainting  Israel  bring. 

In  this  our  day,  this  Christian  land 
Groans  with  the  anguish  of  the  slave  ; 
Lord  God  of  hosts !  stretch  forth  thy  hand, 
Not  shorten'd  that  it  cannot  save. 

Roll  back  the  swelling  tide  of  sin, 
The  lust  of  gain,  the  lust  of  povv'r  ; 
The  day  of  freedom  usher  in  ; 
.Oh !  hasten  on  th'  appointed  hour. 

How  long  shall  bondmen  be  forgot ! 
We  watch,  we  weep,  we  cry  to  tiiee  ; 
Th'  oppressor  hears,  yet  heedeth  not ; 
Come  !  captive  lead  captivity. 

183.    c.  M. 

COME,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord, 

And  lift  your  souls  above; 
Let  every  heart  and  voice  accord. 

To  sing,  that  God  is  love. 

I  This  precious  truth  his  word  declares. 
And  all  his  mercies  prove  ; 
Jesus,  the  gift  of  gifts,  appears, 
To  show,  that  God  is  love. 


156  INVITATION. 

3  Sinai,  in  clouds,  and  smoke,  and  fire, 

Thunders  his  dreadful  name  ; 
But  Zion  sings,  in  melting  notes, 
The  honors  of  the  Lamb. 

4  In  all  his  doctrines  and  commands, 

His  counsels  and  designs  ; 
In  ev'ry  work  his  hands  have  fram'd, 
His  love  supremely  shines. 

5  Angels  and  men  the  news  proclaim 

Through  earth  and  heaven  above, 
The  joyful  and  transporting  news, 
That  God  the  Lord  is  love. 

184.    L-  M. 

1  COME,  weary  souls,  with  sins  distress'd. 
Come,  and  accept  the  promis'd  rest; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 

And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Oppress'd  with  guilt,  a  painful  load, 

O  come  and  spread  your  woes  abroad  ; 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love, 
Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 

3  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 

To  cleanse  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes  ; 
Pardon  and  life,  and  endless  peace; 
How  rich  the  gift  !  how  free  the  grace ! 

4  Lord,  we  accept  with  thankful  heart. 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart ; 
We  come  with  trembling,  yet  rejoice, 
Aad  bless  the  kind  inviting  voice. 


INVITATION.  157 

Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  powerful  love 
Confirm  our  faith,  our  fears  remove  ; 
And  sweetly  influence  ev'ry  breast, 
And  guide  us  to  eternal  rest. 

185.    8&4. 

COME,  sinners,  to  the  gospel  feast, 
Let  ev'ry  soul  be  Jesus'  guest ; 
There  need  not  one  be  left  behind, 
For  God  hath  bidden  all  mankind  : 

Through  grace,  free  grace, 
To  all  the  Jew  and  Gentile  race ! 

I  Sent  by  the  Lord,  on  you  I  call  ; 
The  invitation  is  to  all  ; 
Come,  all  the  world,  come,  sinner,  thou ; 
All  things  in  Christ  are  ready  now. 
Through  grace,  &-c. 

J  Come,  all  ye  souls  by  sin  oppress'd. 
Ye  restless  wand'rers  after  rest : 
Ye  poor  and  maim'd,  ye  halt  and  blind, 
In  Christ  a  hearty  welcome  find. 

i  My  message  as  from  God  receive  ; 
Ye  all  may  come  to  Christ  and  live! 
O  let  his  love  your  hearts  constrain, 
Nor  sutfer  him  to  die  in  vain. 
His  love  is  mighty  to  compel. 
His  conqu'ring  love  consent  to  feel, 
Yield  to  his  love's  resistless  power, 
And  fight  against  your  God  no  more. 


158  THE  saviour's  call. 

6  See  him  set  forth  before  yonr  eyes, 
That  precious,  bleeding  sacrifice  ! 
His  otfer'd  benefits  embrace, 
And  freely  now  be  sav'd  by  grace. 

186.    '  ^  5. 

1  ROUSE  ye,  at  the  Saviour's  call  ! 
Sinners,  rouse  ye,  one  and  all  ; 
Wake!  or  soon  your  souls  will  fall, 

Fall  in  deep  despair. 
Wo  to  him  who  turns  away, 
Jesus  kindly  calls  to-day  ; 
Come,  O  sinner,  while  you  may, 

Raise  your  soul  in  prayer. 

2  Heard  ye  not  the  Saviour  cry  ? 

"  Turn,  O  turn,  why  will  you  die  ! 
And  in  keenest  agony. 

Mourn  too  late  your  doom  ! 
Haste,  for  time  is  rushing  on  1 
Soon  the  fleeting  hour  is  gone, 
The  lifted  arrow  flies  anon. 

To  sink  you  in  the  tomb  ! 

3  By  the  bleeding  Saviour's  love, 
By  the  joys  of  heaven  above. 

Let  these  words  your  spirits  move  ; 

Quick  to  Jesus  fly  ! 
Come  and  save  your  souls  from  death, 
Haste  !  escape  Jehovah's  wrath  ! 
Fly  !  for  life's  a  fleeting  breath  1 

Soon,  O  soon  you'll  die. 


final  meeting.  159 

187.     6  6l5. 

WHEN  shall  we  meet  again  ? 

Meet  ne'er  to  sever  ? 
"When  will  peace  wreath  her  chain 

Round  us  forever  ? 
Our  hearts  will  ne'er  repose, 
Safe  from  each  hlast  that  blows. 
In  this  dark  vale  of  woes, 

Never,  no,  never. 
When  shall  love  freely  flow, 

Pure  as  life's  river  ? 
When  shall  sweet  friendship  glow 

Changeless  forever  ? 
Where  joys  celestial  thrill, 
Where  bliss  each  heart  shall  fill, 
And  fears  of  parting  chill. 

Never,  no,  never. 
3  Up  to  that  world  of  light, 

Take  us,  dear  Saviour  ; 
May  we  all  there  unite, 

Happy  forever  ; 
Where  kindred  spirits  dwell. 
There  may  our  music  swell, 
And  time  our  joys  dispel. 

Never,  no,  never. 
Soon  shall  we  meet  again, 

Meet,  ne'er  to  sever ; 
Soon  will  peace  wreath  her  chain 

Round  us  forever ; 


160  prodigal's  return. 

Onr  hearts  will  then  repose, 
Safe  from  all  worldly  woes  ; 
Our  days  of  praise  shall  close, 
Never,  no,  never. 

188.    c.  M. 

1  AFFLICTIONS,  though  they  seem  severe, 

In  mercy  oft  are  sent, 
They  stop'd  the  prodigal's  career 
And  caused  him  to  repent. 
I  'II  not  die  here  for  bread,  he  cried, 

Nor  starve  in  foreign  lands  ; 
My  father's  house  hath  large  supplies, 
And  bounteous  are  his  hands. 

2  What  have  I  gained  by  sin,  he  said. 

But  hunger,  shame  and  fear, 
My  fathers  house  abounds  with  bread, 
While  I  am  starving  here. 
I  '11  not  die  here,  &-c. 

3  I'll  go  and  tell  him  all  I've  done 

Fall  down  before  his  face, 

Unworthy  to  be  called  his  son, 

I'll  seek  a  servant's  place. 

4  His  father  saw  him  coming  back, 

He  saw,  and  ran,  and  smil'd. 
And  threw  his  arms  around  the  neck 
Of  his  rebellious  ciiild. 

5  Father,  I've  sinned,  but  O  forgive  ! 

Enough  !  the  father  said  ; 
Rejoice,  my  house,  my  son  's  alive, 
For  whom  1  mourned  as  dead. 


GOD    IS    LOVE.  1^1 


6  Now  let  the  fatted  calf  be  slain 
And  spread  the  news  around  ; 
My  son  was  dead,  and  lives  again  : 
Was  lost,  but  now  is  found. 

,  7  'Tis  thus  the  Lord  his  love  reveals, 
]  To  call  poor  sinners  home, 

More  than  a  father's  love  he  feels 
I         And  welcome's  all  that  come. 


189.     11,6&8. 


1 1  WHAT  sound  is  this  ?  a  sonjr  through  heav'n  re- 
[;  God  is  Love !  God  is  Love  !         [sounding 

And  now  from  earth  1  hear  the  song  rebounding 
God  is  Love  !  God  is  Love! 
Yes,  while  adoring  hosts  proclaim 
Love  is  his  nature,  love  his  name. 
My  soul  in  rapture  cries  the  same  ; 
I  God  is  Love  !  God  is  Love  ! 

2  This  song  repeat,  repeat,  ye  saints  in  glory, 
God  is  Love  !  God  is  Love! 
And  saints  on  earth,  shout  back  the  pleasing  stc 
God  is  Love !  God  is  Love  ! 
In  this  let  earth  and  heaven  agree. 
To  sound  his  love  both  full  and  free, 
And  let  the  theme  forever  be, 
God  is  Love  !  God  is  Love  1 

S 'Creation  speaks  with  thousand  tongues  proclaiming, 
God  is  Love!  God  is  Love! 
And  Providence  unites  her  voice,  exclaiming; 
God  is  Love  !  God  is  Love  ! 
But  let  the  burdened  sinner  hear 
The  gospel,  sounding  loud  and  clear, 
6 


165J  KEDROM. 

To  every  soul  both  far  and  near, 
God  is  Love  !  God  is  Love  ! 

4  This  heavenly  love  all  round  is  sweetly  flowing, 

God  is  Love  !  God  is  Love  ! 
And  in  my  heart  the  sacred  fire  is  glowing, 

God  is  Love !  God  is  Love  ! 
That  God  is  Love  I  know  full  well; 
And  had  I  power  his  love  to  tell, 
With  loudest  notes  ray  song  should  swell ; 

God  is  Love  !  God  is  Love  ! 

5  The  love  of  God  is  now  my  greatest  pleasure, 

God  is  Love  !  God  is  Love  ! 
And  while  1  live,  I'll  ask  no  other  treasure  ; 

God  is  Love  !  God  is  Love  ! 
This  theme  shall  be  my  song  below, 
And  when  to  glory  I  shall  go, 
This  strain  eternally  shall  flow, — 

God  is  Love  !  God  is  Love  ! 

190.    lis.  ! 

1  THOU  sweet  gliding  Kodron,  by  tliy  silver  streams, 
The  Saviour  .it  midnight,  when   moonlicht's  pale  beams  i 
3hone  bright  on  the  waters, would  frequently  stray, 
And  lose,  in  thy  murmurs,  the  toils  of  the  day. 

9  How  damp  were  the  vapors  that  fell  on  his  head  ; 
How  hard  was  his  pillow,  how  humble  his  bed  ; 
The  angels,  astonished,  grew  sad  at  the  sight, 
And  followed  their  Master  with  solemn  delight. 

3  Oh  garden  of  Olivet,  thou  denr  honored  spot, 
The  fame  of  thy  wonders  shall  ne'er  be  forgot: 
The  theme  most  transporting  to  seraphs  above  ;  ' 
ThB  triumph  of  sorrow,— the  triumph  of  love  I 


EXPOSTULATION HUMBLE  TRUST.    163 

4  Come  saints  and  adore  him  ;  come  bow  at  his  feet! 
O,  give  him  the  glory,  tiie  praise  that  is  meet; 
Let  joyful  hosannas  unceasing  arise, 
And  join  the  full  chorus,  that  gladdens  the  skies. 

191.  lis. 

1  O  TURN  ye,  O  turn  ye,  for  why  will  ye  die? 
When  God  in  great  mercy  is  coming  so  nigh ; 
Now  Jksus  invites  you,  the  Spirit  says  come, 
And  angels  are  waiting  to  welcome  you  home, 

2  Come  now  to  the  banquet  and  make  no  delay. 
For  Christ  bids  you  welcome,  he  bids  you  to-day: 
Come,  wretched,  come,  starving,  come  just  as  you  be, 
While  streams  of  salvation  are  flowing  so  free. 

3  Why  will  you  be  starving  and  feeding  on  air? 
There's  mercy  in  Jesus,  enough  and  to  spare  ; 
If  still  you  are  doubting,  make  trial  and  see, 
And  prove  that  his  mercy  is  boundless  and  free. 

4  Come,  give  us  your  hnnd,  and  the  Saviour  your  heart, 
And  trusting  in  Heaven,  we  never  shall  part; 

O  how  can  we  leave  you  ?  why  will  you  not  come  ? 
We'll  journey  together,  and  soon  be  at  home. 

192.  lOs. 

1  CHEER  up,  my  soul,  there  is  a  mercy-seat, 
Sprinkled  with  blood, where  Jesus  answers  prayer; 
Go,  humbly  cast  thyself  beneath  his  feet, 

For  never  needy  sinner  perish'd  there. 

2  Lord,  I  am  come,  thy  promise  is  my  plea  ; 
Without  thy  word  1  dare  not  venture  nigh  ; 
But  thou  hast  cali'd  the  burden'd  soul  to  thee, 
A  weary  burden'd  soul,  O  Lord,  am  II 


164  GLAD    TIDINGS. 

3  Bow'd  down  beneath  a  heavy  load  of  sin, 
By  Satan's  fierce  temptations  sorely  prest; 
Beset  without,  and  full  of  fears  within, 
Trembling  and  faint,  1  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  refuge,  Lord,  my  hiding  place, 
I  know  no  force  can  tear  me  from  thy  side  ; 
Unmov'd  1  there  n)ay  all  accusers  face, 

And  answer  ev'ry  charge  with,  "Jesus  died." 

6  Yes  !  thou  did'st  weep,  and  bleed,  and  groan .  and  die  ! 
Well  hast  thou  known  what  tierce  temptation  means, 
Such  loas  thy  love  !  and  now  enthron'd  on  high, 
'J'he  same  compassion  in  thy  bosom  reigns. 

6  Lord,  give  me  faith.   He  hears  !  what  grace  is  this! 
Dry  up  thy  tears,  my  soul,  and  cease  to  grieve  j 
He  shows  me  who  he  is,  and  what  he  did  ; 
I  must,  1  will,  I  can,  I  do  believe. 

193-     H.  M. 

1  HAllK  !  hark  !  the  notes  of  joy 
Roll  o'er  the  heav'nly  plains. 
And  seraphs  find  employ 

For  their  suhlimest  strains; 
Some  new  delight  in  heav'n  is  known  ; 
Loud  sing  the  harps  around  the  throne. 

2  Hark  !  hark  !  the  sounds  draw  nigh. 
The  joyful  hosts  descend  ; 

Jesus  forsakes  the  sky, 

To  earth  his  footsteps  bend  ; 
He  comes  to  bless  our  fallen  race  ; 
He  comes  with  messages  of  grace. 


REDEMPTION   PINISHP.D. 

3  Bear,  bear  the  tidings  round  j 
Let  every  mortal  know 
What  love  in  God  is  found, 
What  pity  he  can  show  ; 

Ye  winds  that  blow,  ye  waves  that  roll, 
Bear  the  glad  news  from  pole  to  pole. 

4  Strike,  strike  the  harps  again, 
To  great  Immanuel's  name  ; 
Arise,  ye  sons  of  men, 

And  all  his  grace  proclaim  ; 
Angels  and  men,  wake  ev'ry  string, 
'Tis  God,  the  Saviour's  praise  we  sing. 

194.    8,7&4. 

1  HARK  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 

Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary  ! 
See  !  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder. 
Shakes  the  earth,  and  veils  the  sky  ! 

"It  is  finish'd!" 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry  ! 

2  "  It  is  finish'd  !"  O  what  pleasure 

Do  these  charming  words  afford  ! 
Heavenly  blessings,  without  measure, 
Flow  to  us  from  Christ  the  Lord. 

"It  is  finish'd!" 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 

3  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs, 

Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme ; 
All  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven 
6* 


»b  GOOD   PHYSICIAN. 

Join  to  praise  Iminanuel^s  name  ! 

Hallelujah  ! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb ! 

195.     7&6. 

1  HOW  lost  was  my  condition, 

Till  Jesus  made  me  whole  ! 
There  is  but  one  Physician 

Can  cure  the  sin-sick  soul  I 
At  death's  dark  door  he  found  me, 

And  snatch'd  me  from  the  grave, 
To  tell  to  all  around  me 

His  wond'rous  pow'r  to  save. 

2  The  worst  of  all  diseases 

Is  light,  compar'd  to  sin  j 
On  ev'ry  part  it  seizes, 

But  rages  most  within. 
'Tis  palsy,  plague  and  fever. 

And  madness,  all  combined; 
And  none  but  a  believer 

The  least  relief  can  find. 

3  From  men  great  skill  professing, 

I  thought  a  cure  to  gain  ; 
But  this  prov'd  more  distressing, 

And  added  to  my  pain. 
Some  said  that  nothing  ail'd  me, 

Some  gave  up  all  for  lost  j 
Thus  ev'ry  refuge  fail'd  me, 

And  all  my  hopes  were  cross'd. 


RESICNATIorC.  167 

i  At  length  this  great  Physician, 

How  matchless  is  his  grace  ! 
Accepted  my  petition, 

And  undertook  my  case  ; 
First  gave  me  sight  to  view  him, 

For  sin  my  eyes  had  seal'd  ; 
Then  bade  me  look  unto  him  ; 

I  look'd,  and  I  was  heal'd. 
5  A  dying,  risen  Jesus, 

Seen  by  the  eye  of  faith. 
At  once  from  danger  frees  us, 

And  saves  the  soul  from  death. 
Come,  then,  to  this  Physician, 

His  help  he  '11  freely  give  ; 
He  makes  no  hard  condition, 

'Tis  only  look  and  live. 

196.    c.  M. 

MY  times  of  sorrow  and  of  joy, 

Great  God,  are  in  thy  hand  ; 
My  choicest  comforts  come  from  thee, 

And  go  at  thy  command. 
If  thou  should'st  take  them  all  away, 

Yet  would  I  not  repine  ; 
Before  they  were  possess'd  by  me. 

They  were  entirely  thine. 
Nor  would  I  drop  a  murmuring  word, 

Though  the  whole  world  were  gone, 
But  seek  enduring  happiness 

In  thee,  and  thee  alone. 


J  68  BARTIMEUS. 

4  What  is  the  world  with  all  its  store  ? 

'Tis  but  a  bitter  sweet ; 
When  I  attempt  to  pluck  the  rose, 
A  pricking  thorn  I  meet. 

5  Here  perfect  bliss  can  ne'er  be  found, 

The  honey's  mix'd  with  gall ; 
'Midst  changing  scenes  and  dying  friends, 
Be  thou  my  all  in  all. 

197.     8&'7. 

1  *'  MERCY,  O  thou  son  of  David  !*' 

Thus  the  blind  Bartini'us  pray'd; 
**  Others  by  thy  word  are  saved, 
Now  to  me  afford  thine  aid." 

2  Many  for  his  crying  chid  him, 

But  he  call'd  the  louder  still ; 
Till  the  gracious  Saviour  bid  him, 
**  Come,  and  ask  me  what  you  will.*' 

3  Money  was  not  what  he  wanted, 

Though  by  begging  us'dto  live; 
But  he  ask'd,  and  Jesus  granted 

Alms  which  none  but  Christ  could  give. 

4  *'  Lord,  remove  this  grievous  blindness, 

Let  my  eyes  behold  the  day !" 
Straight  he  saw,  and  won  by  kindness, 
Follow'd  Jesus  in  the  way. 

5  Now,  methinks,  I  hear  him  praising, 

Publishing  to  all  around  ; 
**  Friends,  is  not  my  case  amazing  ? 
What  a  Saviour  I  have  foand. 


GOOD    OLD   WAT.  J 

6  "  O  that  all  the  blind  but  knew  him, 
And  would  be  advis'd  by  me  ! 
Surely  they  would  hasten  to  him, 
He  would  cause  them  all  to  see." 

198.     L-  M. 

1  LIFT  up  your  heads  Immanuel's  friends, 
And  taste  the  pleasures  Jesus  sends; 
Let  nothing  cause  you  to  delay, 

But  hasten  on  the  Good  Old  Way. 
O  blessed  way  !  how  good  it  is 
To  dwell  were  loving  Jesus  lives; 
A  life  of  love,  a  heaven  below ; 
Come,  try,  you  sure  will  find  it  so. 

2  Our  conflicts  here,  though  great  they  be, 
Shall  not  prevent  our  victory, 

If  we  but  watch,  and  strive  and  pray, 
Like  soldiers  in  the  Good  Old  Way. 
O  blessed  way,  &c. 

3  Though  Satan  may  his  power  employ. 
Our  peace  and  comfort  to  destroy  ; 
Yet  never  fear,  we'll  win  the  day, 

And  shout  and  sing  the  Good  Old  Way. 

4  O  Good  Old  Way,  how  good  thou  art  1 
May  none  of  us  from  thee  depart ; 
But  may  our  actions  always  say. 

We  're  walking  in  the  Good  Old  Way. 

5  And  when  on  Pisgah's  top  we  stand, 
And  view  by  faith  the  prorais'd  land. 


170 


Then  we  will  shout,  and  sing,  and  pray, 
And  march  along  the  Good  Old  Way, 

Ye  valiant  souls,  for  heaven  contend, 
Remember  life  is  near  the  end ; 
Our  God  will  wipe  all  tears  away, 
When  we  have  run  the  Good  Old  Way» 

When  far  beyond  this  mortal  shore 
We'll  join  with  those  who  've  gone  before  J 
And  shout  to  think  we  've  gain'd  the  day, 
By  walking  in  the  Good  Old  Way. 

0  blessed  way,  &c. 

199.    9,  8  &  6. 

LET  us  rise  and  go  to  Zion's  hill, 
Where  all  the  peace  and  glory  dwell. 
And  sit  and  sing  to  God  our  King, 
And  praise  his  name  for  evermore. 

1  '11  march  to  Canaan's  land, 
I  '11  land  on  Canaan^s  shore. 
Where  pleasures  never  end, 
And  troubles  come  no  more  ; 

I  '11  go  and  see  what  joys  are  there. 

Fare  you  well,  my  friends,  I  must  be  gone  j 
I  have  no  home  nor  stay  with  you; 
I  Ml  take  my  staff  and  travel  on, 
Till  I  a  better  world  can  view. 

I  '11  march,  &.c. 
Farewell,  my  loving  friends,  farewelK 


PROMISED   LAND.  l71 

3  Happy  soul,  just  gone  from  earth  to  heaven, 
He  flies  to  distant  worlds  above, 

No  more  in  this  poor  house  of  clay, 
He  dwells  with  God  around  the  throne. 

I  '11  march,  &.c. 
Where  pain  and  death  can  never  come. 

4  We  will  go,  like  him,  to  see  our  God, 
And  change  this  earth  for  heaven  above  ; 
Come,  dry  your  tears,  Christ  is  your  friend, 
He  came  to  save  poor  sinful  men. 

I  '\\  march,  &.c. 
In  him  our  sorrows  soon  will  end. 

5  Travel  on  to  blest  eternity. 
Where  Jesus  waits  for  us  to  come. 
In  death's  dark  gloom  shout  victory. 
And  rise  to  your  eternal  home. 

I'll  march,  6lc. 
Where  fear  and  change  shall  be  no  more, 

6  Golden  joys  above,  where  Jesus  dwells, 
His  love  is  full  for  every  saint. 
Fountain  of  life  immortal  flows. 

In  heavenly  worlds  without  restraint. 

I  '11  march,  &c. 
All 's  mine,  if  faithful  here  below. 

300.   c.  M. 

1  ON  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 
And  cast  a  wishful  eye, 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  my  possessions  lie. 


179  AWAKENED    SINNER. 

2  O  the  transporting,  rapturous  scene, 

That  rises  to  my  sight  ! 
Sweet  fields  array'd  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight ! 

3  There  gen'rous  fruits  that  never  fail. 

On  trees  immortal  grow  ; 
There  rocks  and  hills,  and  brooks  and  vales, 
With  milk  and  honey  flow. 

4  All  o'er  those  wide  extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day  : 
There  God  the  Son  forever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 
6  No  chilling  winds,  or  pois'nous  breath, 
Can  reach  that  healthful  shore  : 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  fear'd  no  more. 

201.    8&6. 

1  WAK'D  by  the  Gospel's  powerful  sound, 
My  soul  in  sin  and  thrall  I  found, 

Expos'd  to  endless  wo  ; 
Eternal  truth  did  loud  proclaim, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again. 

Or  down  to  ruin  go. 

2  Surpris'd  indeed,  I  could  not  tell 
Which  way  to  shun  the  gates  of  hell, 

To  whieh  I  then  drew  near  ! 
I  strove,  alas !  but  all  in  vain  ; 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 
Still  sounded  in  my  ear. 


AWAKENED    SINNER.  173 

I  to  the  law  then  ran  for  help ; 
But  still  I  felt  the  weight  of  guilt, 

And  no  relief  I  found. 
While  sin  my  burden'd  soul  did  pain. 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Did  loud  as  thunder  sound. 
God's  justice  then  I  did  behold, 
And  guilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul, 

It  was  a  dreadful  load  ; 
This  solemn  truth  did  still  remain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Or  feel  the  wrath  of  God. 
I  heard  some  tell  how  Christ  did  give 
His  life,  to  let  the  sinner  live  ; 

But  him  1  could  not  see  ; 
I  read  my  Bible;  it  was  plain 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Or  dwell  in  misery. 
But  as  my  soul  with  dying  breath, 
Lay  gasping  near  eternal  death, 

Christ  Jesus  I  did  see; 
Free  grace  and  pardon  he  proclaimed: 
I  trust  I  then  was  born  again, 

In  gospel  liberty. 
Not  angels  in  the  world  above, 
Nor  saints  could  glow  with  greater  love, 

Than  what  my  soul  enjoy'd  ; 
My  soul  did  mount  on  eagles'  wings, 
And  praise  and  glory  I  did  sing 

To  Jsius,  ray  dear  Lord. 


174  REJOICING    IN   JESUS. 

8  Now  with  the  saints  I  'II  join  to  tell 
How  Jesus  sav'd  my  soul  from  hell. 

To  sing  redeeming  love  ; 
Ascribe  the  glory  to  the  Lamb, 
The  sinner  now  is  born  again, 

To  dwell  with  Christ  above. 

202,    c.  M. 

1  O  FOR  a  thousand  tongnes  to  sing 

My  dear  Redeemer's  praise  ; 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace  I 

2  My  gracious  Master,  and  my  G&d, 

Assist  me  to  proclaim, 
To  spread  through  all  the  earth  abroad 
The  honors  of  thy  i>ame. 

2  Jesus,  the  name  that  calms  our  fears. 
That  bids  our  sorrows  cease  ; 
'Tis  music  in  the  sinner's  ears, 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  reigning  sin. 

He  sets  the  pris'ner  free  ; 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean; 
His  blood  avail'd  for  me. 

5  Let  us  obey,  we  then  shall  know. 

Shall  feel  our  sins  forgiv'n  : 
Anticipate  our  heaven  below, 
And  ow»  that  love  is  heav'ri-. 


CNION.... IMITATION.  175 

203.   LM. 

1  FROM  whence  doth  this  union  arise, 
That  conquers  our  hatred  by  love ! 
That  fastens  our  souls  in  such  ties, 
As  nature  and  time  can't  rennove  1 

2  It  cannot  in  Eden  be  found, 
Nor  yet  in  a  Paradise  lost ; 

It  grows  on  Immanuel's  ground  ; 
And  Jesus'  rich  blood  it  did  cost* 

3  My  friends  are  so  dear  unto  me, 
Our  hearts  are  united  in  love  ; 
Where  Jesus  is  gone  we  shall  be, 
In  yonder  bright  mansions  above. 

4  Then  why  so  unwilling  to  part  1 
Since  there  we  shall  all  meet  again  : 
Engrav'd  on  Immanuers  heart, 

At  distance  we  cannot  remain. 

5  With  Jesus  we  ever  shall  reign, 
And  all  his  bright  glories  shall  see; 
And  sing  hallelujah,  Amen  1 
Amen,  even  so  let  it  be. 

204.    L.  M. 

1  GREAT  Author  of  th'  immortal  mind  ! 
For  noblest  thoughts  and  views  design'd. 
Make  me  ambitious  to  express 

The  image  of  thy  holiness. 

2  While  I  thy  boundless  love  admire, 
Grant  me  to  catch  the  sacred  fire ; 


170  LIVING  AND  DEAD  FAITH. 

Thus  shall  my  heavenly  birth  be  known. 
And  for  ihy  child  thou  wilt  me  own. 

3  Enlarge  my  soul  with  love  like  thine  f 
My  moral  powers  by  grace  refine  ; 
So  shall  I  feel  another's  wo, 

And  cheerful  feed  an  hungry  foe. 

4  I  hope  for  pardon,  through  thy  Son, 
For  all  the  crimes  which  I  have  done  j 
O  may  the  grace  that  pardons  me, 
Constrain  me  to  forgive  like  thee. 

205.    L-  M. 

1  THE  Lord  receives  his  highest  praise 
From  humble  minds  and  hearts  sincere. 
While  all  the  loud  professor  says 
Offends  the  righteous  Judge's  ear. 

2  To  walk  as  children  of  the  day. 
To  mark  the  precept's  holy  light, 

To  wage  the  warfare,  watch  and  pray, 
Show  who  are  pleasing  in  his  sight. 

3  Not  words  alone  it  cost  the  Lord 
To  purchase  pardon  for  his  own  ; 
Nor  will  a  soul  by  grace  restor'd, 
Return  the  Saviour  words  alone. 

4  With  golden  bells,  the  priestly  vest, 
And  rich  pomegranates  border'd  round, 
The  need  of  holiness  express'd, 

And  called  for  fruit  as  well  as  sound. 


MEDITATION.  177 

5  Easy,  indeed,  it  were  to  reach 
A  mansion  in  the  courts  above, 

If  swelling  words  and  fluent  speech 
Might  serve,  instead  of  faith  and  love. 

6  But  none  shall  gain  the  blissful  place, 
Or  God's  unclouded  glory  sec, 

Who  talks  of  free  and  sov'reign  grace. 
Unless  that  grace  has  made  him  free. 

206.    L.  M. 

1  MY  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 
A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee  : 
Amid  a  thousand  thoughts  I  rove. 
Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 

2  Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth, 
And  thus  debase  my  heavenly  birth  1 
Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour  go  ? 

3  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense  ; 

One  sovereign  word  can  draw  me  thence : 
1  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 
And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

4  Be  earth,  with  all  her  scenes,  withdrawn  j 
Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone : 

In  secret  silence  of  the  mind. 

My  heaven,  and  Christ  my  God,  I  find. 


178      KNOWLEDGE  CREATES  JOY  FOREVER. 

207.    8  &  7. 

1  O,  WHAT  a  thought,  that  I  shall  kno\y 
The  Man  who  suffer'd  here  below, 

To  manifest  his  favor, 
For  me,  and  those  whom  most  I  love  j 
Or  here,  or  with  himself  above, 
Does  my  delighted  passions  move 

At  that  sweet  word,  forever. 

2  Forever  to  behold  him  shine, 
Forevermore  to  call  him  mine, 

And  see  him  still  before  me  1 
Forever  on  his  face  to  gaze, 
And  meet  his  full  assembled  rays, 
While  all  the  Father  he  displays, 

To  all  the  saints  in  glory  ! 

3  Not  all  things  else  are  half  so  dear, 
As  his  delightful  presence  here  ; 

What  must  it  be  in  heaven  ? 
'Tis  heaven  on  earth  to  hear  him  say, 
As  now  I  journey,  day  by  day, 
**  Poor  sinner,  cast  thy  fears  away, 

Thy  sins  are  all  forgiven." 

4  But  how  must  his  celestial  roice 
Make  my  enraptur'd  heart  rejoice, 

When  I,  in  glory,  hear  him ; 
While  I  before  the  heavenly  gate, 
For  everlasting  entrance  wait. 
And  Jesus,  on  his  throne  of  state. 

Invites  me  to  come  near  him  I 


SELF-BXAMINATIOJf.  179 

5  "  Come  in,  thou,  blessed,  sit  by  me, 
With  my  own  life.  I  ransornM  thee  ; 

Come,  taste  my  perfect  favor  : 
Come  in,  thou  happy  spirit,  come, 
Thou  now  shalt  dwell  with  me  at  home; 
Ye  blissful  mansions,  make  him  room, 

For  he  must  stay  forever." 

6  When  Jesus  thus  invites  me  in. 
How  will  the  heavenly  hosts  begin 

To  own  their  new  relation  ! 
"Come  in,  come  in  !"  the  blissful  sound 
From  ev'ry  tongue  will  echo  round, 
Till  all  the  crystal  walls  resound 

With  joy  for  my  salvation. 

208,   L-  M. 

1  WHAT  strange  perplexities  arise  ! 
What  anxious  fears  and  jealousies  ! 
What  crowds  in  doubtful  light  appear  ! 
How  ^ew,  alas,  approv'd  and  clear  ! 

2  And  what  am  I  ?     My  soul,  awake, 
And  an  impartial  survey  take  ; 

Does  no  dark  sign,  no  ground  of  fear, 
In  practice  or  in  heart  appear  ? 

3  What  Image  does  my  spirit  bear  ? 
Is  Jesus  form'd  and  living  there  ? 
Say,  do  his  lineaments  divine 

In  thought,  and  word,  and  action  shiRe  ? 


180  SELF-EXAMINATION. 

4  Searcher  of  hearts,  O  search  me  still ; 
The  secrets  of  my  soul  reveal  ; 
My  fears  remove ;  let  me  appear 
To  God  and  my  own  conscience  clear. 

5  Scatter  the  clouds  that  o'er  my  head 
Thick  glooms  of  dubious  terrors  spread  ; 
Lead  me  into  celestial  day, 
And,  to  myself,  myself  display. 

6  May  I  at  that  blest  world  arrive. 
Where  Christ  through  all  my  soul  shall  live, 
And  give  full  proof  that  he  is  there, 
Without  one  gloomy  doubt  or  fear. 

209.    c.  M. 

1  DO  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  God  t 

Behold  my  heart  and  see  ! 

And  turn  each  daring  idol  out 

That  strives  to  rival  thee. 

2  Hast  thou  a  lamb  in  all  thy  flock 

I  would  disdain  to  feed  ? 
Hast  thou  a  foe,  before  whose  face 
I  fear  thy  cause  to  plead  ? 

3  Is  any  lust  conceal'd  within  1 

Bring  it  to  open  view  ! 
Search,  search,  dear  Lord,  my  inmost  soul, 
And  all  its  powers  renew. 


SECURITY    IN    CHRIST.  181 

210.  c.  M. 

1  HOW  can  I  sink  with  such  a  prop 

As  my  eternal  God, 
Who  bears  the  earth's  huge  pillars  up, 
And  spreads  the  heavens  abroad? 

2  How  can  I  die  while  Jesus  lives, 

Who  rose  and  left  the  dead  ? 
Pardon  and  grace  my  soul  receives 
From  my  exalted  Head. 

3  All  that  I  am,  and  all  I  have. 

Shall  be  forever  thine  ; 
Whate'er  my  duty  bids  me  give. 
My  cheerful  hands  resign. 

211.  H.  M. 

1  JOIN  all  the  glorious  names 
Of  wisdom,  love  and  power 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 
That  angels  ever  bore  : 

All  are  too  mean  to  speak  his  worth, 
Too  mean  to  set  my  Saviour  forth. 

2  Array'd  in  mortal  flesh, 
He,  like  an  angel,  stands. 
And  holds  the  promises 
And  pardons  in  his  hands: 

Commission'd  from  his  Father*  throne, 
To  make  his  grace  to  mortals  known. 

3  Jesus,  my  great  High  Priest, 
Offer'd  his  blood  and  died ; 


182  CHRISTIAN   RACE. 

My  guilty  conscience  seeks 

No  sacrifice  beside. 
His  powerful  blood  did  once  atone, 
And  now  it  pleads  before  the  throne. 

4  To  this  dear  Surety's  hand 
Will  I  commit  my  cause ; 
He  answers  and  fulfills 
His  Father's  broken  laws. 

Behold  my  soul  at  freedom  set ! 
My  Surely  paid  the  dreadful  debt. 

5  Should  all  the  hosts  of  death, 
And  powers  of  hell  unknown, 
Put  their  most  dreadful  forms 
Of  rage  and  mischief  on, 

I  shall  be  safe  ;  for  Christ  displays 
Superior  power  and  guardian  grace. 

212.    L-  M. 
1  AWAKE,  our  souls,  away,  our  fears, 
Let  ev'ry  trembling  thought  be  gone! 
Awake,  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

Q  True,  'tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 
And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint ; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 
Who  feeds  the  strength  of  ev'ry  saint. 

(J  The  mighty  God,  whose  matchless  power 
Is  ever  new  and  ever  young, 


WARFARE.  183 

And  firm  endures,  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

From  thee,  the  overflowing  spring, 
Our  souls  shall  drink  a  full  supply, 
While  such  as  trust  their  native  strength 
Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air. 
We  '11  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode; 
On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly, 
Nor  tire  amidst  the  heavenly  road. 

213.    L-  M. 

STAND  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears. 
And  gird  the  gospel  armor  on  ; 
March  to  the  gates  of  endless  joy, 
Where  thy  great  Captain-Saviour's  gone. 

What  though  thine  inward  lusts  rebel  I 
'Tis  but  a  struggling  gasp  for  life  ; 
The  weapons  of  victorious  grace 
Shall  slay  thy  sins,  and  end  the  strife. 

Then  let  my  soul  march  boldly  on, 
Press  forward  to  the  heavenly  gate  ; 
There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign. 
And  glittering  robes  for  conquerors  wait. 

There  shall  I  wear  a  starry  crown, 
And  triumph  in  almighty  grace, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  skies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leaders  praise. 


184  AID  AND  TlOTORT....lNTITATIOIf. 

214.  c.  M. 

1  FOREVER  blessed  be  the  Lord, 

My  Saviour  and  my  shield  ; 
He  sends  his  Spirit  with  his  word, 
To  arm  me  for  the  tield. 

2  When  sin  and  hell  their  force  unite, 

He  makes  my  soul  his  care, 
Instructs  me  in  the  heavenly  fight. 
And  guards  me  through  the  war. 

3  A  Friend  and  Helper  so  divine 

Doth  my  weak  courage  raise ; 
He  makes  the  glorious  victory  mine. 
And  his  shall  be  the  praise. 

215.  c.  M. 

1  LET  ev'ry  mortal  ear  attend, 

And  ev'ry  heart  rejoice; 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  "  Ho  !  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls. 

Who  feed  upon  the  wind. 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind  ; 

3  "  Eternal  Wisdom  has  prepared 

A  soul  reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 


TRUE    FRIEND.  185 

4  **Ho  !  all  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die ; 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  *'  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 

In  a  rich  ocean  join  ; 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows, 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine." 

6  Dear  God  !  the  treasures  of  thy  love 

Are  everlasting  mines, 
Deep  as  our  helpless  miseries  are, 
And  boundless  as  our  sins! 

7  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day : 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies, 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 

216.    8&7. 

1  ONE  there  is  above  all  others, 

Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend  : 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 
Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end  : 
*        They  who  once  his  kindness  prove 
Find  it  everlasting  love. 

2  Which  of  all  our  friends  to  save  us. 

Could  or  would  have  shed  their  blood! 
But  our  Jesus  died  to  have  us 
Reconcil'd  in  him  to  God  : 
This  is  boundless  love  indeed; 
JESui  is  a  Friend  ia  need* 


186  SPREAD  OF  THE  GOSPEL. 

3  When  he  liv'd  on  earth  abased, 

Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name; 
Now,  above  all  glory  raised, 
He  rejoices  in  the  same  ; 
Still  he  calls  them  brethren,  friends, 
And  to  all  their  wants  attends. 

4  O  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften  ; 

Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  love ; 
We,  alas,  forget  too  often, 

What  a  Friend  we  have  above  : 

But  when  home  our  souls  are  brought, 

We  will  love  thee  as  we  ought. 

217.     8,7&4. 

1  O'ER  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness, 

Look,  my  soul,  be  still  and  gaze ; 
See  the  promises  advancing 

To  a  glorious  day  of  grace. 
Blessed  jub'lee, 
Let  thy  glorious  morning  dawn. 

2  Let  the  Indian,  let  the  Negro, 

Let  the  rude  barbarian  see 
That  divine  and  glorious  conquest 

Once  obtain'd  on  Calvary; 
Let  the  gospel 
Loud  resound  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Kingdoms  wide  that  sit  in  darkness, 

Grant  them,  Lord,  the  glorious  light, 


JUDGMENT   HYMN.  187 

And  from  eastern  coast  to  western, 

May  the  morning  chase  the  night, 
And  redemption, 
Freely  purchas'd,  win  the  day. 
By  the  beams  of  gospel  mercy, 

Let  the  path  of  life  be  shown  ; 
To  the  idol-serving  nations 

Let  thy  holy  name  be  known  : 
For  possession 
Give  the  heathen  to  thy  Son. 
Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  gospel, 

Win  and  conquer,  never  cease  ; 
May  thy  lasting  wide  dominions 

Multiply  and  still  increase  ; 
Sway  (hy  sceptre, 
Saviour,  all  the  world  around. 

218*         [By  request.] 

O  THERE  will  be  mourning,  mournin»,  mourning,  mourning, 
O  there  will  be  mourning,  at  the  judgment  seat  of  Chrht. 

Parents  and  children  there  will  part, 

Parents  and  children  there  will  part, 

Parents  and  children  there  will  part. 
Will  part  to  meet  no  more. 
O  there  will  be  mourning,  &c. 

Wives  and  husbands  there  will  part,  &c. 
O  there  will  bo  mourning,  &c. 

Brothers  and  sisters  there  will  part,  &c. 
O  there  will  be  mourning,  &c. 

Friends  and  neighbors  there  will  part.  Sec. 
O  there  will  be  mourning,  &c. 

Pastors  and  people  there  will  part,  &c. 
O  there  will  be  mourning,  &c. 

Devils  and  sinners  there  will  meet,  &c. 
0  there  will  be  shouting,  &c. 

Saint«  and  angels  there  will  meet,  &.C. 


188  RECONCILIATIOJf, 

219.     H.  M. 

1  ARISE,  my  soul,  arise, 
Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears, 
Tlie  bleeding  Sacrifice 

In  my  behalf  appears  ; 
Before  the  throne  my  Surety  stands, 
My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 

2  He  ever  lives  above, 
For  me  to  intercede, 
His  all-redeeming  love, 

His  precious  blood  to  plead  ; 
His  blood  aton'd  for  our  lost  race, 
And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 

3  The  bieedincr  wounds  he  bears, 
Receiv'd  on  Calvary, 

Pour  most  effectual  prayers, 

And  strongly  speak  for  me  : 

Forgive  him,  O  forgive,  they  cry, 

Nor  let  that  ransom'd  sinner  die  ! 

4  The  Father  hears  him  pray, 
His  dear  anointed  One  : 

He  cannot  turn  away 

The  presence  of  his  Son. 
His  Spirit  answers  to  the  blood, 
And  tells  me,  I  am  born  of  God. 

5  To  God  I  'm  reconcil'd, 
His  pard'ning  voice  I  hear; 
He  owns  me  for  his  child, 

1  can  no  longer  fear  ; 


MISSIONARY.  189 

With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh, 
And  Father,  Abba,  Fatlier,  cry. 

220o    7&6. 

FROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 

From  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  A  Trie's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand  ; 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle, 
Though  ev'ry  prospect  pleases 

And  only  man  is  vile  ; 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strewn  ; 
The  heathen  in  their  blindness 

Bow  down  to  wood  and  stone 

Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

With  wisdom  from  on  high, 
Shall  we,  to  men  benighted, 

The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 
Salvation,  O  salvation. 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learn'd  Messiah's  name. 


190  REIGN  OF  CHRIST.      ' 

4  Waft,  waft  ye  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole  ; 
Till  o'er  our  ransom'd  nature, 

The  Lamb,  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 

221.     H.  M. 

1  ALL  hail,  incarnate  God  ! 
The  wond'rous  things  foretold 
Of  thee,  in  sacred  writ, 
With  joy  our  eyes  behold  ; 

Still  does  thine  arm  new  trophies  wear, 
And  monuments  of  glory  rear. 

2  To  thee  the  hoary  head 
Its  silver  honors  pays  ; 

To  thee  the  blooming  youth 
Devotes  his  brightest  days  ; 
And  ev'ry  age  their  tribute  bring, 
And  bow  to  thee,  all  conquering  King. 

3  O  haste,  victorious  Prince, 
That  happy,  glorious  day, 
When  souls  like  drops  of  dew, 
Shall  own  thy  gentle  sway  : 

O  may  it  bless  our  longing  eyes. 
And  bear  our  shouts  beyond  the  skies. 


GRATITUDE  FOR  CONVERTING  GRACE.   191 

4       All  hail,  triumphant  Lord, 

Eternal  be  thy  reign  ; 

Behold  the  nations  sue 

To  wear  thy  gentle  chain  : 
When  earth  and  time  are  known  no  more 
Thy  throne  shall  stand  forever  sure. 

222*     C-  M.     Orig.  hy  a  Convert. 

1  LONG  suffering  kindness,  O  my  God, 

Has  borne  with  me  for  years, 
And  strangely  kept  me  through  the  road 
Of  sin,  and  guilt  and  fears. 

2  But  now,  I  thank  thee,  mighty  God, 

Who  heard  my  ardent  plea, 
And  led  me  to  thy  holy  word, 
Wliere  all  thy  beauties  be. 

3  Thou  gently  forc'd  me  to  the  sight 

Of  my  expiring  God, 
Who  agonized  on  Calvary's  height, 
And  shed  his  precious  blood. 

4  O,  who  can  trace  his  wond'rous  love 

That  saved  me  from  my  sin, 
That  drew  me  by  the  heavenly  Dove, 
And  gave  me  peace  within. 

5  'Twas  grace  alone,  amazing  grace. 

That  overcame  ray  heart, 
And  bid  me  seek  thy  smiling  face, 
And  said  to  sin,  depart. 


192  SPREAD  OP  THE  GOSPEL. 

6  Thy  pard'ning  grace  is  offered  still 
To  all  who  need  its  power ; 
O,  sinners,  come  ;  come  all  who  will, 
In  this,  the  accepted  hour. 

223.  s.  M. 

1  O  GOD  of  sov'reign  grace, 
We  how  before  thy  throne  ; 

And  plead,  for  all  the  human  race, 
The  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  Spread  through  the  earth,  O  Lord, 
The  knowledge  of  thy  ways ; 

And  let  all  lands  with  joy  record 
The  great  Redeemer's  praise. 

224.  L.  M. 

1  ARM  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake  ! 
Put  on  thy  strength  ;  the  nations  shake; 
And  let  the  world,  adoring,  see 
Triumphs  of  mercy  wrought  by  thee. 

2  Say  to  the  heathen,  from  thy  throne, 
"  I  am  Jehovah — God  alone  !" 
Thy  voice  their  idols  shall  confound, 
And  cast  their  altars  to  the  ground. 

3  No  more  let  human  blood  be  spilt, 
Vain  sacrifice  for  human  guilt! 
But  to  each  conscience  be  apply'd 
The  blood  that  flow'd  from  Jesus'  side. 


PRATGR    FOR    ISRAEL. ...CH.  MEETING.       193 

4  Almighty  God,  thy  grace  proclaim, 
In  ev'ry  land,ofev'ry  name; 
Let  adverse  pow'rs  before  thee  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour — Lord  of  all. 

225.  L-  M. 

1  ARISE,  great  God,  and  let  thy  grace 
Shed  its  glad  beams  on  Jacob's  race; 
Restore  the  long  lost,  scatter'd  band, 
And  call  them  to  their  native  land. 

2  Their  misery  let  thy  mercy  heal, 
Their  trespass  hide,  their  pardon  seal; 
O  God  of  Israel,  hear  our  prayer, 
And  grant  them  still  thy  love  to  share. 

3  How  long  shall  Jacob's  offspring  prove 
The  sad  suspension  of  thy  love  'I 

Say,  shall  thy  wrath  perpetual  burn  ? 
And  wilt  thou  ne'er,  appeas'd,  return? 

4  Thy  quick'ning  Spirit  now  impart, 
And  wake  to  joy  each  grateful  heart. 
While  Israel's  rescu'd  tribes  in  thee 
Their  bliss  and  full  salvation  see. 

226.  L-  M. 

1   NOW  we  are  met  in  holy  fear 
To  hear  the  happy  saints  declare 
The  free  compassions  of  a  God, 
The  virtues  of  a  Saviour's  blood. 
7 


2  Jrsus,  assist  them  now  to  tell 

What  they  have  felt,  and  how  they  fee); 
O  Saviour,  help  them  to  express 
The  wonders  of  triumphant  grace. 

3  While  to  the  church  they  freely  own 
What  for  their  souls  the  Lord  hath  done. 
We  join  to  praise  eternal  love. 

And  heighten  all  the  joys  above. 

227.   c.  M. 

1  DEAR  Saviour,  we  rejoice  to  hear 

Poor  sinners  sweetly  tell 
How  thou  art  pleas'd  to  s;ive  from  sin, 
From  sorrow,  death,  and  hell. 

2  Lord,  we  unite  to  praise  thy  name 

For  grace  so  freely  giv'n  ; 
Still  may  we  keep  in  Zion's  road. 
And  dwell  at  last  in  heav'n. 

228.    8,  7&4. 

1  DAY  of  judgement !  day  of  wonders  ! 

Hark  1  the  trumpet's  awful  sound, 
Louder  than  a  thousan<l  thunders, 

Shakes  the  vast  creation  round  ! 
How  the  summons 
Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound. 

2  See  the  Judge,  our  nature  wearing, 

Cloih'd  in  majesty  divine  ! 
You  who  long  for  his  appearing. 


JUDGEMENT.  195 

Then  shall  say,  "  This  God  is  mine !" 
Gracious  Saviour, 
Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine. 

3  At  his  call  the  dead  awaken^    • 

Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea  ; 
All  the  pow'rs  of  nature,  siiaken, 

By  his  look,  prepared  to  flee. 
Saints,  with  shouting, 
Their  descendiiig  Lord  shall  see. 

4  And  to  those  who  have  confessed, 

Lov'd  and  serv'd  the  Lord  below  ; 
He  will  say,  "  Come  near,  ye  blessed, 
Take  the  kingdom  I  bestow, 
You  forever 
Shall  my  love  and  glory  know.*' 
6  Under  sorrows  and  rej)roaches, 

Let  this  thought  our  courage  raise, 
Swiftly  God's  great  day  approaches, 
Sighs  shall  then  be  ohang'd  to  praise. 
We  shall  triumph 
When  the  world  is  in  a  blaze. 

229.    c.  p.  M. 

1  WHEN  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shall  come 
To  fetch  thy  ransom'd  people  home, 

Shall  I  among  them  stand  ? 
.Shall  soch  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 
Be  found  at  :thy  right  hand  j 


19(J  JUDGEMENT. 

2  I  love  to  meftt  among  them  now, 
Before  thy  gracious  feet  to  bow, 

Though  vilest  of  them  all ; 
But  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought, 
What  if  my  name  should  be  left  out, 

When  thou  for  them  shalt  call ! 

3  Prevent,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace  ; 

Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  my  hiding  place. 

In  this  thV accepted  day  : 
Thy  pardoning  voice,  O  let  me  hear, 
To  still  my  unbelieving  fear  ; 

Nor  let  me  fall,  1  pray. 

4  Let  me  among  thy  saints  be  found, 
When'er  the  archangel's  trump  shall  sound. 

To  see  thy  smiling  face  ; 
Then  loudest  of  the  crowd  I  '11  sing, 
While  heavens  resounding  mansions  ring, 

With  shouts  of  sov'reign  grace. 

230.   c-  M. 

1  THAT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 

Th'  appointed  hour  makes  haste, 
When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

2  Thou  lovely  Chief  of  all  my  joys, 

Thou  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 

How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 

Pronounce  the  sound,  depart  ! 


lord's    DAT.  197 

3  The  thunder  of  that  dismal  word 

Would  so  torment  my  ear, 
'Twould  tear  my  soul  asunder,  Lord, 
With  most  tormenting  fear. 

4  O,  wretched  state  of  deep  despair, 

To  see  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 
I  must  not  taste  his  love  ! 

5  Jesus,  I  throw  mine  arms  around. 

And  hang  upon  thy  breast; 
Without  a  gracious  smile  from  thee 
My  spirit  cannot  rest. 

6  O  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands  ; 
Show  me  some  promise  in  thy  book. 
Where  my  salvation  stands. 

231.    L.  M. 

1  ANOTHER  six  days'  work  is  done, 
Another  Sabbath  is  begun  ; 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  day  thy  God  has  bless'd. 

2  Come,  bless  the  Lord,  whose  love  assigns 
So  sweet  a  rest  to  wearied  minds  j 
Provides  an  antepast  of  heav'n. 

And  gives  this  day  the  food  of  ser'n. 

3  O  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise. 
As  grateful  incense  to  the  skies ; 

7* 


199 


And  draw  from  heav'n  that  sweet  repose, 
Which  none,  but  he  who  feels  it,  knows. 
This  heav'niy  calm,  within  the  breast, 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest, 
Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains, 
Tlie  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 
In  holy  duties  let  the  day, 
In  holy  pleasures,  pass  away ; 
How  sweet  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end. 

232.    c.  M. 

THIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made, 

He  calls  the  hours  his  own  ; 
Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad. 

And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

To-day  he  rose  and  left  the  dead, 

And  Satan's  empire  fell  ; 
To-day  the  saints  his  triumphs  spread, 

And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

Hosanna  to  th'  anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son  ; 
Help  us,  O  Lord,  descend  and  bring 

Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  men 

With  messages  of  grace  ; 
Who  comes  in  God  his  Father's  name^ 

To  ^ave  our  sinful  race. 


lord's  day  morning.. ..l.  d.  -evening.     199 

5  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains 

The  church  on  earth  can  raise  ; 
The  highest  heavens,  in  which  he  reigns 
ShaJJ  give  him  nobler  praise.  * 

233.    c.  M. 

1  BLEST  morning,  vviiose  young  dawning  rays. 

Beheld  our  rising  God  ; 
That  saw  him  triumpli  o'er  the  dust, 
And  Jeave  his  dark  abode  ! 

2  In  the  cold  prison  of  a  tomb 

The  dead  Redeetner  Jay, 
Till  the  revolving  skies  had  brought 
The  third,  th'  appointed  da  v. 

3  Hell  and  the  grave  unite  their' force 

To  hold  our  God  in  vain  ; 
The  sleeping  Conqueror  arose, 
And  burst  their  feeble  chain. 

4  To  thy  great  name,  almighty  Lord, 

These  sacred  hours  we  pay  ; 
And  loud  hosannas  shall  proclaim 
The  triumph  of  the  day. 

5  Salvation  and  imujortal  praise 

To  our  victorious  King  ; 
Let  heaven  and  earth,  and  rocks  and  seas 
With  glad  hosannas  ring. 

234.   c.  M. 

1  FREdUENT  the  day  of  God  returns 
To  shed  its  quickening  beams  ; 


500  ETERNAL    SABBATH. 

And  yet  how  slow  devotion  burns ; 
How  languid  are  its  flames  ! 
3  Accept  our  faint  attempts  to  love, 
Our  frailties,  Lord,  forgive  ; 
We  would  be  like  thy  saints  above, 
And  praise  thee  while  we  live. 
3  Increase,  O  Lord,  our  faith  and  hope, 
And  fit  us  to  ascend, 
Where  the  assembly  ne'er  breaks  up, 
And  Sabbaths  never  end  ; 
5  Where  we  shall  breathe  in  heav'nly  air, 
With  heav'nly  lustre  shine  ; 
Before  the  throne  of  God  appear, 
And  feast  on  love  divine. 

235.    i^.  M. 

1  THINE  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love  ; 
But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above  ; 

To  that  our  longing  souls  aspire, 
With  ardent  pangs  of  strong  desire. 

2  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 
Nor  sin  nor  hell  shall  reach  the  plaee ; 
No  groans  to  mingle  with  the  songs, 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

3  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes  ; 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose  ; 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun, 
Obscures  the  lustre  of  thy  throne. 


EVENING.  301 

4  Around  thy  throne,  grant  we  may  meet, 
And  give  us  but  the  lowest  seat  ; 
We  '11  shout  thy  praise,  and  join  the  song 
Of  the  triumphant,  holy  throng. 

236.  L.  M. 

1  GLORY  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light; 
Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Beneath  thine  own  almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ills  that  I  this  day  have  done  : 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Let  my  blest  Guardian,  while  I  sleep, 
His  watchful  station  near  me  keep; 
My  heart  with  love  celestial  fill, 

And  guard  me  from  th'  approach  of  ill. 

4  Lord,  let  my  soul  forever  share 
The  bliss  of  thy  paternal  care  ; 

'Tis  heav'n  on  earth,  'tis  heav'n  above, 
To  see  thy  face,  to  sing  thy  love. 

237.  s.  M. 

1  THE  day  is  past  and  gone, 
The  evening  shades  appear  ; 

O  may  we  all  remember  well 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 
Upon  our  beds  to  rest : 


202  EVENING,    FOR    FAMILY. 

So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  we  here  possess. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night, 
Secure  us  from  all  fears  ; 

May  angels  guard  us  while  we  sleep, 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  if  we  early  rise, 

And  vievv  the  unweary'd  sun, 
May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run. 

5  And  when  our  days  are  past. 
And  we  from  time  remove, 

O  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest. 
The  bosom  of  thy  love. 

238.    c.  M. 

1  O  LORD,  another  day  is  flown, 

And  we,  a  lonely  band. 
Are  met  once  more  before  thy  throne, 
To  bless  thy  fost'ring  hand. 

2  And  wilt  thou  bend  a  list'ning  ear 

To  praises  low  as  ours  1 
Thou  will  !  for  thou  dost  love  to  hear 
The  song  which  meekness  pours. 

3  And  Jesus,  thou  thy  smiles  wilt  deign, 

As  we  before  thee  pray  ; 
For  thou  didst  bless  the  infant  train, 
And  we  are  less  than  they. 


SATURDAY    EVENING MARRIAGE.         205 

4  O  let  thy  grace  perform  its  part, 
And  let  contention  cease; 
And  shed  abroad  in  ev'ry  heart 
Thine  everlasting  peace. 

239.    c.  M. 

1  BEGONE,  nriy  worldly  cares,  away. 
Nor  dare  to  tempt  my  sight; 
Let  me  begin  ih'  ensuing  day, 
Before  I  end  this  night. 

2  Yes,  let  the  work  of  prayer  and  praise 

Employ  my  heart  and  tongue  ; 
Begin,  my  soul  ;  thy  Sabbath  days 
Can  never  be  too  long. 

3  Let  the  past  mercies  of  the  week 

Excite  a  grateful  frame; 
Nor  let  my  tongue  refuse  to  speak 
Some  good  of  Jesus'  name. 

4  On  wings  of  expectation  borne, 

My  hopes  to  heaven  ascend  ; 
1  long  to  welcome  in  the  morn, 
With  thee  the  day  to  spend. 

240.    c.  M. 

1  SINCE  Jesus  freely  did  appear 
To  grace  a  marriage  feast ; 
O  Lord,  we  ask  thy  presence  here> 
To  make  a  wedding  guest. 


204  PRAYER   MEETING, 

2  Upon  the  bridal  pair  look  down, 

Who  now  have  plighted  hands  ; 
Their  union  with  thy  favor  crown, 
And  bless  the  nuptial  bands. 

3  In  purest  love  these  souls  unite, 

That  they  with  Christian  care, 
May  make  domestic  burdens  light 
By  taking  mutual  share. 

4  And  when  that  solemn  hour  shall  come^ 

And  life's  short  space  be  o'er, 
May  they  in  triumph  reach  that  home. 
Where  they  shall  part  no  more. 

241.   c.  M. 

1  THE  hour  of  prayer  once  more  is  come. 

And  once  more  here  we  meet : 
Thanks  to  the  Lord,  there  yet  is  room 
To  bow  at  Jesus'  feet. 

2  By  faith  in  prayer  before  thee,  Lord, 

Help  us  to  spread  our  case  ; 
And  to  our  waiting  souls  afford 
Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

3  The  helpless,  poor,  and  needy  soul, 

The  tempted  and  distress'd, 
Dear  Lord  relieve,  dear  Lord  make  whole. 
And  calm  each  troubled  breast. 

4  The  faith  and  hope,  the  joy  and  love 

Of  all  thy  saints  increase ; 


REMEMBER   ME.  205 

Hardness  and  blindness,  Lord,  remove, 

And  fill  our  hearts  with  peace. 
5  And  now  assist  their  souls,  who  may 

Upon  thee,  farther  call ; 
Hide  not  thy  heav'nly  face  away, 

But  smile  and  bless  us  all. 

242.   c.  M. 

1  JESUS,  thou  art  the  sinner's  friend, 

As  such  I  look  to  thee  ; 
Now,  in  the' bowels  of  thy  love, 

0  Lord,  remember  me. 

2  Remember  thy  pure  word  of  grace, 

Remenrber  Calvary  ; 
Remember  all  thy  dying  groans. 
And  then,  remember  me. 

3  Thou  wond'rous  advocate  with  God, 

1  yield  myself  to  thee; 

While  thou  art  sitting  on  thy  throne. 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

4  I  own  Vm  guilty,  own  I'm  vile, 

But  thy  salvation's  free  ; 
Then,  in  thy  all-abounding  grace, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

5  Howe'er  forsaken  or  distress'd, 

Howe'er  oppressed  I  be  ; 
Howe'er  afflicted  here  on  earth, 
Do  thou  remember  me. 


2&6  "WHY    THOSE    FEARS DISMISSION. 

6  And  when  I  close  my  eyes  in  death, 
And  creature  ho])es  all  flee, 
Then,  O  my  dear  Redeemer-God, 
I  pray,  remember  me. 

243.     8,  7&4. 

1  WHY  those  fears?  Behold  'tis  Jesus 

Holds  the  helm  and  guides  the  ship  : 
Spread  the  sails,  and  catch  the  breezes 
Sent  to  waft  us  through  the  deep. 

To  the  regions 
Where  the  mourners  cease  to  weep. 

2  Though  the  shore  wo  hope  to  land  on 

Only  by  report  is  known. 
Yet  we  freely  all  abandon. 
Led  by  that  report  alone  j 

And  with  Je&us 
Through  the  trackless  deep  move  on. 

3  Led  by  him,  we  brave  the  ocean  ; 

Led  by  him,  the  storms  defy  ; 
Calm  amidst  tumultuous  motion, 
Knowing  that  our  Lord  is  nigh  : 

Waves  obey  him, 
'Midst  tlie  tempest's  loudest  cry.K 

244.    s.  M. 

J       ONCE-  more,  before  we  part. 
We  'II  bless  the  Saviour's  name. 
Record  his  mercies,  ev'ry  heart ; 
Sing,  ev'ry  tongue,  the  same. 


BAPTISM.  207 

3       Suli  on  his  holy  word 

We  'II  live,  and  feed,  and  ^row, 
And  still  go  on  to  know  the  Lord, 
And  practice  what  we  kpow. 

245.    L.  M. 

1  DISMISS  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord, 
Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word  ; 

All  that  has  been  amiss,  forgive, 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

2  Though  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good; 
Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood; 
Give  ev'ry  fetter'd  soul  release, 

And  bid  us  alJ  depart  in  ])e,ace.. 

246.    L-  M. 

*T  WAS  the  commission  of  our  Lord, 
"  Go  teach  the  nations  and  baptize.*' 
The  nations  have  receiv'd  the  word 
Since  he  ascended  to  the  skies. 
He  sits  upon  tlie  eternal  hills, 
With  grace  and  pardon  in  his  hands, 
And  sends  his  covenant  with  the  seals, 
To  bless  the  distant  Gentile  lands. 
''  Repent,  and  be  baptiz'd"  he  saith, 
"  For  the  remission  of  your  sins ;" 
And  thus  our  sense  assists  our  faith, 
And  shows  us  what  his  gospel  means. 
Our  *!0uls  he  washes  in  his  blood, 
As  vyater  makes  the  body  clean  ; 


208  BAPTISM. 

And  the  good  Spirit  from  our  God, 
Descends  like  purilying  rain. 
5  Thus  we  engage  ourselves  to  thee, 
And  seal  our«covenant  with  the  Lord  ; 
O  may  the  great,  eternal  Three, 
In  heaven  our  solemn  vows  record  ! 

247.    L-  M. 

1  DO  we  not  know  that  solemn  word. 
That  we  are  bury'd  with  the  Lord, 
Baptiz'd  into  his  death,  and  then 
Put  off  the  body  of  our  sin  ? 

2  Our  souls  receive  diviner  breath, 
Rais'd  from  corruption,  guilt  and  death 
So  from  the  grave  did  Christ  arise, 
And  lives  to  Goo  above  the  skies. 

3  No  more  let  sin  nor  Satan  reign 
Over  our  mortal  flesh  again  ; 
The  various  lusts  we  serv'd  before 
Shall  hare  dominion  now  no  more. 

248.   8»- 

1  IN  Jordan's  tide  the  Baptist  stands, 
Immersing  the  repenting  Jews  ; 
The  Son  of  God  the  rite  demands. 
Nor  dares  the  holy  man  refuse  : 
Jesus  descends  beneath  the  wave, 
The  emblem  of  his  future  grave. 

2  Wonder,  ye  heavens,  your  Maker  lies 
In  deeps  conceal'd  from  human  view ; 


BAPTISM.  209 

Ye  saints,  behold  him  sink  and  rise ; 
A  fit  example  this  for  you  : 
The  sacred  record,  while  you  read, 
Calls  you  to  imitate  the  deed. 
But  lo  !  from  yonder  opening  skies, 
What  beams  of  dazzling  glory  spread  ! 
Dove-like  the  eternal  Spirit  flies, 
And  lights  on  the  Redeemer's  head  ; 
Amaz'd  they  see  the  power  divine 
Around  the  Saviour's  temples  shine. 
But  hark,  my  soul,  hark  and  adore  ! 
What  sounds  are. those  that  roll  along? 
Not  like  loud  Sinai's  awful  roar. 
But  soft  and  sweet  as  Gabriel's  song  ! 
"  This  is  my  well  beloved  Son, 
I  see,  well  pleas'd,  what  he  hath  done." 

249.   c.  M. 

WHILE  Philip  scann'd  the  sacred  page 

The  eunuch  had  just  read, 
A  certain  water  rose  to  view, 

And  thus  the  Ethiop'  said  : 
**  See  here  an  emblematic  flood, 

And  what  doth  hinder  me 
To  be  baptiz'd,  as  Jesus  taught, 

And  bear  his  cross  with  thee  V* 
The  faithful  preacher  thus  repli'd, 

"  If  thou  believ'st,  thou  may*sl  ;" 
**  I  do,"  he  said  ;  they  quick  descend, 

And  to  the  water  haste, 


210  BAPTISM, 

4  Intent  on  duty's  call,  they  go 

Down  through  the  yielding  stream; 
And  straight  the  eunuch  was  baptiz'd 
in  Jesus'  precious  name. 

5  So  now  the  willing  converts  press 

To  hear  the  joyful  sound  ; 
And  those  who  hear  and  live,  are  all 
In  sweet  obedience  found. 

250.  L-  M. 

1  COME,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 
Come  and  obey  his  sacred  word  ; 
He  died  and  rose  again  for  you  ; 
What  more  could  the  Redeemer  do? 

2  We  to  this  place  are  come  to  show 
What  we  to  boundless  mercy  owe  ; 
The  Saviour's  footsteps  to  explore, 
And  tread  the  path  he  trod  before. 

3  Eternal  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
On  these  baptismal  waters  move  ; 
That  we  through  energy  divine. 

May  have  the  substance  with  the  sign. 

251.  L-  M. 

1  SUCH  are  our  God's  appointed  ways, 
Where  walked  the  saints  in  ancient  days; 
This  path  divine  apostles  trod, 

'Twas  Ijonor'd  by  the  Son  of  God. 

2  Thus  we  obey,  as  God  hath  bid, 
And  do  as  the  Redeemer  did  ; 


BAPTISM.  211 

And  thus  enjoin'd,  we  would  not  dare 
With  men,  or  flesli,  or  blood  confer. 

3  So  we  our  faith  and  hope  express, 

In  pard'ning  and  in  cleansing  grace  ,' 
So  we  the  solemn  signal  give, 
We're  dead  to  sin,  to  God  we  live.- 

4  Behold  the  youth,  while  in  their  bloom, 
To  Jesus  Christ  the  Saviour  come  ; 
Behold  they  come  without  delay, 
Walking  in  God's  commanded  way. 

252.      L.   M.      Orig.  hy  a  Convert. 

1  OBEDIENT  to  the  word  of  God, 
We  at  the  water  now  appear, 
Baptizing  in  the  liquid  flood. 

As  Christ  enjoins  his  followers  here. 

2  We  rise  and  pass  the  flowing  wave. 
And  onward  speed  with  joy  our  way  : 
Jesus  thus  rose,  and  from  the  grave 
Triumphant  soar'd  to  realms  of  day. 

3  Now  let  us  praise,  and  watch  and  pray^ 
And  keep  eternity  in  sight ; 

That,,  at  the  appointed  time,  we  may 
INIeet  Christ  in  judgment  with  delight. 

4  'i'hen  shall  we  hear  his  voice  proclaim, 
*'  Ye  faithful  souls,  who  kept  my  word^ 
Rejoice  and  glorify  my  name. 

And  dwell  forever  with  your  Lord»** 


912  LORD^S  DAT  SCH0OL8....BIBLX. 

253.  c.  M. 

1  HOW  shall  the  young  secure  their  heartf, 
And  guard  their  lives  fronn  sin  1 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts, 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 
3  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 
It  spreads  such  light  abroad, 
The  meanest  souls  instruction  find. 
And  raise  their  thoughts  to  God, 

3  'Tis  like  the  sun,  a  hearenly  light. 

That  guides  us  all  the  day  ; 
And  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

4  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth. 

How  pure  is  ev'ry  page  ! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth. 
And  well  support  our  age. 

254.  c.  M. 

1  HOW  precious  is  the  Book  divine, 

By  inspiration  given  ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears  ; 
Life,  light  and  joy  it  still  imparts. 
And  quells  our  rising  fears. 

3  This  lamp  through  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life  shall  guide  my  way, 


lord's  DAT  SCHOOL   TEACHERS.  213 

Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 

255.  c-  M. 

1  TEACH  us,  O  Lord,  we  earnest  pray, 

Let  grace  to  us  be  given, 
To  point  our  rising  charge  the  way 
To  happiness  and  heaven. 

2  O,  that  with  wisdom  from  above, 

Our  minds  may  be  imbued, 
With  patience,  tenderness  and  lore. 
And  zeal  in  doing  good. 

3  The  Saviour's  mind  may  we  possess. 

And  in  his  strength  be  strong, 
Through  disappointment  and  success 
Pass  steadily  along. 

4  And  in  that  day  when  worlds  shall  stand 

Before  thy  judgement  throne, 
Smile,  Saviour,  on  this  youthful  band. 
And  claim  them  for  thine  own. 

256.  LM. 

1  BE  ours'  the  happy  work  to  guide 
Untutor'd  youth  in  wisdom's  ways  ; 
Teach  them  from  sin  to  turn  aside, 
Point  them  to  Christ  and  humbly  pray, 

2  That  He  who  laid  his  Godhead  by. 
And  left  the  lofty  courts  above, 
Partook  of  our  humanity, 

And  died  to  prove  that  he  was  love. 


214 


Would  crown  our  efforts  with  success, 
And  grant  that  the  instruction  given 
May  lead  to  peace  and  happiness, 
And  guide  their  wandering  feet  to  heaven. 
May  we  around  thy  throne  of  love, 
Unite  to  praise  the  Saviour's  grace,' 
Teachers  and  children  meet  ahove. 
And  see  Immanuel  face  to  face, 
"Without  the  dimning  veil  between, 
That  now  conceals  his  dazzling  light; 
Here,  sin  and  sorrow  intervene, 
There t  faith  is  swallow 'd  up  in  sight  I 

257.    L.  M. 

ALMIGHTY  Sovereign  of  the  skies. 

Thou  only  good,  thou  only  wise  ; 

Our  youthful  hymns  to  thee  we  bring, 

And  hail  thee.  Universal  King. 

The  heavenly  choirs  around  thy  throne 

Attune  their  harps  to  thee  alone  ; 

And  shall  we,  children  here  below. 

No  praises  on  thy  name  bestow  1 

Send  down,  O  Lord,  thy  power  and  grace, 

And  fill  our  hearts  with  prayer  and  praise; 

Then,  ceaseless,  shall  our  songs  ascend. 

In  anthems  to  the  children's  Friend. 

Oft  as  the  Sabbath  School  we  meet, 

Our  Scripture  lessons  to  repeat. 

May  Jesus  in  our  midst  appear, 

To  give  us  knowledge,  love  and  fear. 


215 


5  And  when  our  Sabbaths  here  are  o'er, 
When  up  to  heaven  our  spirits  soar, 
May  golden  harps  to  us  be  given, 
To  sing  thy  endless  praise  in  heaven. 

258.  c.  M. 

1  RELIGION  is  the  chief  concern 

Of  mortals  here  below ; 
May  I  its  great  importance  learn, 
lis  sovereign  virtues  know. 

2  More  needful  this  than  glittering  wealth. 

Or  auiiht  this  world  bestows  ; 
Nor  reputation,  food  or  health 
Can  give  us  such  repose. 

3  Religion  should  our  thoughts  engage 

Amidst  our  youthful  bloom  ; 
'Twill  fit  us  for  declining  age, 
And  fit  us  for  the  tomb. 

4  O  may  my  heart,  by  grace  renew'd, 

Be  my  Redeemer's  throne  ; 
And  be  my  stubborn  will  subdu'd, 
His  government  to  own. 

5  Let  deep  repentance,  faith  and  love, 

Be  join'd  with  holy  fear  ; 
And  all  my  conversation  prove 
My  heart  to  be  sincere. 

259.  L.  M. 

1  GREAT  God  !  and  wilt  thou  condescend 
To  be  my  Father,  and  my  Friend  ? 


216  PARTING. 

So  young  a  child,  and  thou  so  high, 
The  Lord  of  earth,  and  air,  and  sky ! 

2  Art  thou  my  Father  ?  canst  thou  bear 
To  hear  my  poor  imperfect  prayer  ? 
Or  wilt  thou  listen  to  the  praise 
That  such  a  little  child  can  raise  ? 

3  Art  thou  my  Father  ?    Let  me  be 
A  meek,  obedient  child  to  thee  ; 

And  try,  in  word,  and  deed,  and  thought, 
To  serve  and  please  thee  as  1  ought. 

4  Art  thou  my  Father  ?  I  Ml  depend 
Upon  the  care  of  such  a  Friend  ; 
And  daily  strive  to  do,  and  be, 
Whatever  seemeth  good  to  thee. 

5  Art  ihou  my  Father?  Then,  at  last, 
When  all  my  days  on  earth  are  past, 
Send  down  and  take  me  in  thy  love, 
To  be  thy  better  child  above. 

260.    L.  M. 

1  WE  offer.  Lord,  an  humble -prayer, 
And  thank  thee  for  thy  grace  bestovv'd, 
In  leading  one  beneath  our  care, 
Thus  far  in  wisdom's  pleasant  road. 

2  What  trials  to  his*  lot  may  fall,  ♦or,  her. 
What  toilsome  duties  to  fulfil, 

We  do  not  know,  but  in  them  all. 
Be  thou  his  strength  and  comfort  still. 


L.  D.  SCHOOL  ANNIVERSARY, 

2  May  Jesus  be  his  constant  friend, 
The  Bible  his  support  and  stay  , 
And  may  thy  Spirit,  Lord,  descend, 
To  bless  and  guide  him  day  by  day. 

261.   c.  M. 

SCHOLARS. 

1  THOU  Guardian  of  our  youthful  days, 

To  thee  our  prayers  ascend  ; 
"  To  thee  we  'Jl  tune  our  song  of  praise  ; 
Thou  art  "the  Children's  Friend." 

2  From  thee  our  daily  mercies  flow. 

Our  life  and  health  descend  ; 
.    Lord,  save  our  souls  from  sin  and  wo; 
Be  thou  the  "Children's  Friend." 

3  Teach  us  to  prize  thy  holy  word, 

And  to  its  truths  attend  ; 
Thus  shall  we  learn  to  fear  the  Lord, 
And  love  "  the  Children's  Friend." 

4  Lord,  draw  our  youthful  hearts  to  thee, 

From  ev'ry  ill  defend  ; 
Help  us  in  early  life  to  flee 

To  thee,  the  ".Children's  Friend." 

CONGREGATION. 

5  May  all  our  hopes  be  fix'd  on  high; 

And  when  our  lives  shall  end. 
Then  may  we  live  above  the  sky 

With  Christ,  "  the  Sinner's  Friend." 


218  L.  D.  SCHOOL  ANNIVERSARIES. 

1  ALMIGHTY  Father  of  mankind  I 
Accept  our  humble  suppliant  prayer  : 
Our  union  bless;  let  every  mind, 

In  hymns  of  praise,  thy  name  declare, 

2  May  teachers,  friends,  and  children  too. 
Thy  mercy  find,  thy  ijoodness  prove. 
And,  while  on  earth,  may  we  pursue 
The  path  to  endless  joys  above. 

263.    L.  M. 

1  LORD,  while  the  liitie  heathen  bend 
And  call  some  wooden  god  their,  friend, 
Or  stand  and  see,  with  bitter  cries, 
Their  mothers  burnt  before  their  eyes  : 

2  While  many  a  dear  and  tender  cliild 
Is  thrown  to  bears  and  tigers  wild, 
Or  left  upon  the  river's  brink, 

To  suffer  more  than  heart  can  think  : 

3  Behold  !  what  mercies  we  possess  ! 
How  .far  beyond  our  thankfulness! 
By  happy  thousands,  here  we  stand, 
To  serve  thee,  in  a  Christian  land. 

4  O,  when  that  awful  day  shall  rise. 
When  Christ  shall  come  in  yonder  skies. 
And  we  must  answer,  one  by  one, 

For  every  deed  our  hands  have  done, 

5  Lord,  let  it  not  be  said  of  us. 

That  heathen  children  were  not  worse. 


L.    D.    SCHOOL   ANNIVERSARIES.  219 

But  may  we  now  that  pardon  crave, 

Which  can  the  guiltiest  sinner  save. 

6  With  all  the  bright  and  happy  crowd, 

We  then  would  praise  thee,  long  and  loud  ; 

And  O,  to  little  heathen  send, 

The  news  of  Christ,  the  sinner's  friend. 

264.    L.  M. 

1  ACCEPT  our  thanks,  O  God  of  truth  1 

Spared  this  returning  day  to  see; 

Still  bless  the  guardian  friends  of  youth, 

Engaged  to  bring  them  up  for  thee. 

2  Oft  have  we  felt  thy  gracious  power, 
And  still  to  thee  we  lift  our  eyes  ; 
Now,  give  the  pentecostal  shower, 
INow,  with  thy  Spirit  all  baptize. 

3  As  in  times  past,  again  appear; 

Our  cherish'd  work  increase,  approve; 
Our  hearts  reply,  Lo!  Goo  is  here! 
Behold  the  tokens  of  his  love. 

4  Smile  on  our  union  :  still  the  same 
Our  toils,  our  prospects  and  our  end  ^ 
One  hope,  one  heaven,  our  only  aim 
The  Saviour's  kingdom  to  extend. 

5  Thy  servants,  Jesus,  prove  and  seal. 
And  bJess  this  joyous  day's  return^ 
Stir  up  the  fire  of  sacred  zeal, 

Sur  up,  and  bid  it  ever  burn : 


220  L.  D.  SCHOOL  ANNIVERSARIES. 

265.  8  &  7. 

1  PRAISE  the  Lord,  who  reigns  in  heaven, 

For  a  living,  deathless  soul ; 
Praise  to  his  blest  name  be  given, 
While  eternal  ages  roll. 

2  Praise  to  him  who  dwells  in  glory, 

For  the  gift  of  Christ  the  Lord  ; 
And  that  all  the  wondrous  story, 
Is  recorded  in  his  word. 

3  Low  before  his  footstool  bending, 

We  would  praise  th'  incarnate  God, 
For  the  grace  on  us  descending 

Through  his  own  most  precious  blood. 

4  For  our  Sabbath  School  we  bless  thee  j 

By  our  teachers'  tender  care, 
We  are  taught  to  know  and  love  thee. 
And  to  breathe  an  infant's  prayer. 

266.  L.  M. 

1  FROM  all  who  dwell  below  the  skies. 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ; 

Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Through  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies.  Lord  ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 


TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


»<>, 


Accept  our  thanks,  O  264 
A  debtor  to  mercy  alone  1 16 
Afflicted  saint,  to  Christ  127 
Afflictions,  though  they  188 
A  fulness  resides  in  Jesus  29 
A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  147 
All  hail  !  redf  eming  Lord  26 
All  hail  the  power  of  30 
All  hail,  incarnate  God,  221 
Almighty  Sovereign  of  257 
Almighty  Father  of  262 

And  am  I  blest  with  118 
And  art  thou  with  us,  6 

And  can  mv  heart  aspire  166 
And  did  the  Holy  and  169 
And  dost  thou  say,  ask  62 
And  must  I  pariwith  all  168 
And  is  the  gospel  peace  168 
Another  six  days'  work  231 
Arise,  great  God,  and  226 
Arise,  my  soul,  arise,  219 
Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake,  224 
As  birds  their  infant  11 

As  when  the  weary  trav  170 
A  poor  way-faring  man  60 
Aw«ke,  my  soul,  stretch  167 
Awake,  our  souls,  away  212 
AvvakO;  ye  saints,  and     166 


Begone,  my  worldly  239 
Begone,  unbelief,  my  102 
Behold  from  heaven,  O  177 
Behold  the  sons,  the  T6 

Be  ours  the  happy  work  266 
Beset  with  snares  on  109 
Beside  the  gospel  pool,  172 
Break  ev'ry  yoke,  the  181 
Brethren,  while  we  173 

Brightest  and  beit,  2dT.  68 
Blest  morning,  whose  233 
Cheer  up  my  soul,  there  192 
Christ- is  my  rock,  my  79 
Come,  Lord  and  warm  161 
Come,  humble  sinner,  112 
Come,  see  my  Saviour,  97 
Come,  sinners,  to  the  186 
Come,  thou  desire  of  all  175 
('ome,  thou  Fount  of  141 
Come,  thou  long-expect.  26 
('ome,  weary  souls,  184 

Come,  ye  redeem'd  by  174 
Come,  ye  redeemed  of  260 
Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  88 
Come,  ye  that  know  anel  183 
Come,  ye  that  love  the  31 
Day  of  judgemeni  !  day  228 
Dear  Refuge  of  my  HI 


222 


TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES. 


Dear  Saviour,  we  are  33 

Dear  Saviour,  when  my  164 
Dear  Saviour,  we  rejoice  227 
Deep  are  the  wounds  162 
Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  78 
Dismiss  us  with  thv  245 

Do  not  I  love  thee',  O  209 
Do  we  not  know  that  247 
Encouras'd  by  thy  word,  137 
Eternal  Power  !  almighty  8 
Eternity  is  just  at  hand,  160 
Father  of  mercies,  in  146 
Far  from  me  be  grief  44 
Forever  blessed  be  the  214 
Frequent  the  day  of  God  234 
From  all  who  dwell  266 

From  every  stormy  wind  47 
From  Greenland's  icy  220 
From  pole  to  pole  let  28 
From  whence  doth  this  203 
Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  236 
God  is  a  name  my  soul  3 

God's  promises  are  sweet  1  3 
Go,  worship  at  Immanu'ls  77 
Grace  !  'tis  a  charming  125 
Great  Author  of  the  204 
Great  God',  and  wilt  259 
Guide  me.  G  thou  great  81 
Hail  Sovereign  Lave,  41 
Hail  the  ble^t  morn,  68 

Hark!  hark!  the  notes  193 
Hark!  the  v<nce  of  love  194 
Hark, -thn  glad  so-und,  17 
He^r  us,  Father,  when  178 
He  dies,  the  Friend  of  18 
Holy  Jestts.  lovely  Lamb,  73 
Hovv  are  thv  servants  145 
How  can  I  sink.  210 

How  firm  a  foundation,  128 
How  lost  was  my  1951 

«t)w  oft,  alas  !  this  95 1 

How  painfully  pleasing  1481 


How  precious  is  thy  151 
How  preciouv^i  is  the  264 
I  low  sweetly  flow'd  the  48 
How  shall  the  young  253 
I  am,  saith  Christ,the  20 
I  come,  the  great  91 

i  hear  a  voice  that  144 

[  know  thatniy  Redeemer  69 
[  languish  for  a  sight,  84 

I  love  to  steal  awhile  132 
I  would  not  live  alway,  98 
Infinite  excellence  ia  154 
In  Jordan's  tide  the  248" 

In  songs  of  sublime  124 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  27 
Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  37 
Jesus,  I  love  thy  87 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul,  42 
Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  57 
Jesus,  my  love,  my  chief  24 
Jesus,  my  truth,  my  way,  36 
Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  90 
Jesus  stands,  oh  how  49 

Jesus,  thou  art  the  24'2 

Jpsus,  what  shall  I  do>to  85 
Jesus,  where'er  thy  lO'S 

Join  all  the  slorious  211 
Kindred  ia  Clirist,  Jor  103 
[,et  ev'ry  mortal  ear  215 
Let  us  rise  and  go  to  199 
Let  worldly  minds,  the  S3 
Long  suffering  kindness  222 
Lift  up  your  h-eads,  198 

Lord.  I  am  thine,  but  142 
Lord,  thy  bright  gl«ries  36 
[>ord,  when  thine  ancientl82 
Lord,  while  the  little  263 
May  1  resolve,  with  all  143 
Mercy.  O  thou  Son  of  197 
Mortnls  awnke.  with  14 

My  faith  looks  up  to  thee  67 
My  God!  for  1  can  call        9 


TABLE    OP   FIRST    LINES. 


223 


My  God,  how  cheerful  is  10 
My  G(>d,  my  portion  3 

My  God.  permit  mo  not  206 
My  gracious  Redeemer  I  94 
My  Shepherd  will  supply  4 
My  times  of  sorrow  and  196 
Ne'er  was  a  sinner  cast  136 
IMow  joyous  hail  the  176 
Now  let  our  souls,  on  130 
Now  we  are  met  in  holy  226 
Obedient  to  the  word  o't  252 
Of  all  the  joys  we  82 

Oh,  could  I  speak  the  63 
O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  217 
Oh  happy  day,  that  fix'd  65 
O  for  a  closer  walk  with  12 
O  for  a  heart  to  praise        61 


Prayer  is  the  soul's  133 

Prayer  was  appointed  to  134 
Rejoice,  for  Christ  the     139 
Religion  is  the  chief 
Rise,  my  soul,  and 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for 
Rouse  ye,  at  the 
Saviour,  visit  thy 
Saviour,  I  thy  word 
Shepherds,  rejoice,  lift 
siiinors,  cofiie,  believe 
Sinner,  O  why  so 
Since  Jesus  freely  did 
Soverfigri  grace  hnth 
Spirit  divine  descend. 
Stand  up,  my  soul, 
Strefch'd  on  the  cross, 


O  for  a  thousand  tongues  202 1  Such  are  our  God's 
O  God  of  freedom,  hear  179  ~ 


O  God  of  sov'reign 
O  how  happy  are  they, 
O  how  divine,  how 
O  Je:-us,  my  Saviour, 
O,  laud  of  rest,  for  thee 
O  Lord,  another  day  is 
O  Lord,  thy  heavenly 
O  that  mv  load  of  sin 


258 
166 

72 
186 
138 

60 

15 

64 
123 
240 
114 

16 
213 

96 
251 
255 
230 

66 
117 


Teach  us,  O  Lord,  we 
223  That  awful  day  will 

38  There  is  an  hour  of  • 
140  There  is  a  path  that 
89  There  is  a  fountain  fill'd  163 
55  The  dav  is  past  and  gone  237 
238jThe  hour  of  prayer  once  241 
69h'he  Lord  into  his  garden  63 
7l|The  Lord  receives  his  205 
O  there  will  be  inourning2l8jThe  moment  a  sinner 
O  thou,  from  whom  all  152lThe  morning  light  is 
O  thou,  in  whose  99iThe  rain  descends,  the 


O  thou,  my  soul,  forget  51 
O  turn  yc,  O  turn  ye,  191 
O  tell  me  nr)  more  of  66 

O  when  shall  I  see  .Jesus,    34 
O,  whv  should  sinful  men  58 
O  what  a  thought,  that  I  207 
On  Jordan's  stormy 
One  there  is  above  all 
Once  more,  before  we 
Our  Lord  is  risen  from        93 
Our  souls  in  love  115 

Praise  the  Lord,  who       265 


171 
46 
159 
111 
100 


The  Saviour  calls  !  let 

The  Saviour,  O  what 

The  voice  of  free  grace,  113 

This  God  is  the  God  we        2 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  232 

This  wretched  heart         108 

200jThine  earthly  Sabbaths    235 

2l6|Those  sweetly  gliding     190 

244!Thou  Guardian  of  our      261 


Thou  only  Sovereign  of  22 
'Tis  my  happiaess  below  126 
To  Jesus,  the  crown  of  160 


224 


TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES. 


To  know  that  Christ  is  80 
To  our  Redeemer's  23 

''J'  was  the  commission  246 
Uphold  me,  my  Saviour,  54 
We  long  to  see  that  180 

Wak'd  by  the  gospel's  201 
We  've  no  abiding  city  153 
We  offer,  Lord,  an  260 

What  faTor,  Lord,  that  1  104 
What  shall  the  dying  122 
What  sound  is  this  189 

W  hat  strange  perplex.  208 
What  's  this  that  steals  149 
W  hat  various  hindrances  107 
When  I  can  read  my  45 

When  I  the  holy  grave  19 
When  languor  and  119 

When  marshall'donthe  129 
When,  O  my  Saviour,  70 
When  shall  we  meet  187 
When  tby  mortal  life  ia  62 
When  with  my  mind       123 


When  thou,  my  righteous  229 
Whene'er  1  lo(>k  into  thy  74 
Where  tv/o  or  three  101 
Wfiere  shall  1  fly  but  to  39 
While  my  Redeemer's  32 
While  nature  was  smiling  43 
VVhile  thee  I  geek  131 

vVhile  Philip  scan'd  the  249 
Why  should  njy  pining  40 
Why  should  our  garments  75 
Why  those  fears?  243 

With  conscious  guilt  106 
With  heart  and  lips  136 

With  tears  of  anguish  I  121 
Ve  dying  sons  of  men,  110 
Ve  glittering  toys  of  86 

Ye  hearts,  with  youthful  157 
Ye  humble  souls  6 

Ye  sons  of  men  with  joy  7 
Yes,  the  Redeemer  rose,  92 
Your  harps,  ye  trembling  155 


APPENDIX, 

CONTAINING  A  LARGE  NUMBER  OF  ORIGINAL  AND 

DEVOTIONAL  HYMNS,  MOSTLY  FROM  THE  PEN 

OF  ELDER  N.  COLVER,  OF  BOSTON. 


267.    c.  M. 

SOMETHING  NEW. 

I    SINCE  man  by  sin  has  lost  his  Goo, 
He  roves  creation  llirough, 
And  vainly  seeks  for  Kolid  bliss, 
In  trying  something  new. 

2  The  new  possess'd,  like  fading  flowers, 

Soon  loses  its  gay  hue  ; 
The  bauble  now  no  longe^r  takes:; 
The  soul  wants  sometliing  new. 

3  And  could  we  call  all  Europe  ours, 

With  India  and  Peru, 
The  heart  would  feel  an  aching  void, 
And  still  want  something  new. 

4  But  when  we  know  the  Saviour's  love. 

All  good  in  him  we  view  ; 
The  soul  forsakes  its  vain  delights, 
In  Christ  finds  something  new. 

5  The  joy  a  dear  Redeemer  gives^ 

Will  bear  a  strict  review, 
Nor  need  we  ever  change  agai«,. 
For  CHRisr  is  always  ncw^ 


222  ADIEU    TO    THE    WORLD. 

268.    lis.    N.  Colver, 

1  ADIEU,  ye  soft  scenes,  that  have  led  me  astray, 
Adieu,  ye  vain  dreams,  that  so  sadly  betray  5 
Adieu,  ye  vain  world,  all  your  pleasures  adieu. 
Your  charms  are  deceitful,  your  pledges  untrue. 

2  Long  time  have  I  stray'd  through  your  varying  field, 
And  tasted  each  pleasure  your  banquets  could  yield  5 
But  pleasure  ne'er  found  but  that  ended  in  pain, 
Until  I  found  Jesus,  the  Lamb,  that  was  slain. 

3  O!   Jksus,  [  hail  thee,  thou  once  bleeding  Lamb, 
For  thou  hast  redeem'd  me  from  death  and  from  sin  5 
Thy  praises  forever  shall  be  my  delight, 

My  theme  through  the  day,  and  my  song  in  the  niglit. 

4  When  troubles  assail  me,  I  'W  call  on  thy  name, 
Unbosom  my  sorraws  and  tell  thee  my  sin  ; 

I  '11  tell  thee  my  fears,  and  I  'II  tell  thee  my  woes, 
When  weary,  I  '11  seek  thy  blest  arms  tor  repose. 

5  While  safe  on  thy  bosom  my  soul  shall  recline, 

1  'II  feast  on  thy  love,  which  is  pure  and  divine  ; 
This  banquet  yields  pleasures,  that  pleasures  increase, 
And  they  flow  from  a  fountain  that  never  will  cease. 

6  O  !  come,  fellow  sinner,  enjoy  then  with  me. 
Those  pleasures  which  Jesus  for  all  hath  made  free; 
Why  starve  ye  on  husks,  that  are  food  but  for  swine, 
While  in  Jesus  is  plenty  of  bread,  milk  and  wine. 

269.    8  &  6.    R.  Turnbull. 

My  Father's  House. 

1  THERE  is  a  place  of  vvaveless  rest, 

Far,  far  beyond  the  skies, 
Where  beauty  smiles  eternally, 

And  pleasure  never  dies. 
My  Father's  house,  my  heav'nly  home, 

Where  "  many  mansions"  stand, 
Prepar'd  by  hands  divine,  for  all 

Who  seek  that  better  land. 


CHRISTIAN    GRKATNESS    DESIRED.  223 

2  When  toss'd  upon  the  waves  of  life, 

With  fear  on  ev'ry  side; 
When  fiercely  howls  the  gath'ring  storm, 

And  toanis  the  angry  tide  ; 
Beyond  tlie  storm,  beyond  the  gloom, 

Breaks  forth  the  light  of  marn, 
Bright  beaming  from  my  Father's  house. 

To  cheer  the  soul  forlorn. 

3  Yes  !  at  that  fearful,  dreadful  hour, 

When  death  shall  seize  its  prey, 
And  from  the  place  that  knows  us  now 

Shall  hurry  us  away. 
The  visions  of  that  heav'nly  home 

Shall  cl-.cer  the  parting  soul, 
And  o'er  it  mounting  to  the  skies, 

A  tide  of  rapture  roll. 

4  ]n  that  pure  home  of  tearless  joy, 

Earth's  parted  friends  shall  meet 
With  smiles  of  love  that  never  fade, 

And  blessedness  complete  ; 
There,  there  adieus  are  sounds  unknown, 

Death  frowns  not  on  that  scene. 
But  life  and  glorious  beauty  shine 

Untroubled  and  serene. 

270.    -s-    ^'  f'ol^^''' 

1  THE  greatness  for  which  I  aspire, 
Dear  Lord,  in  thy  kingdom  of  grace, 
Is  not  that  which  worldlings  admire, 
I  seek  neither  titles  nor  place. 


224  LOOKING    TO    JESUS. 

2  I  would  not  a  rabbi  be  call'd. 
Distinctions  of  earth  I  disdain  ; 
Earth's  baubles,  its  gems  and  its  gold, 
Its  pomp  and  its  glories  are  vain. 

3  But  great  in  my  love  would  I  be, 
And  great  in  my  sorrow  for  sin  ; 
And  great  in  my  service  of  thee, 
And  great  in  my  service  of  thine. 

4  For  no  other  greatness  I  pant, 
But  such  as  thy  graces  impart  ; 
Great  likeness  to  Jesus  I  want, 
I  sigh  for  a  sanctified  heart. 

5  Such  greatness  to  worms  may  be  giv'n, 
Or  shine  in  the  angels  of  light  ; 
Wrapt  seraphs  may  wear  it  in  heav'n, 
Or  pilgrims  encompass'd  with  night. 

6  Such  greatness,  dear  Saviour,  be  mine, 
Through  grace,  rich,  abounding  and  free 
All  honor  and  praise  shall  be  thine, 
And  thine  all  the  glory  shall  be. 

271.     S&6.     N.  Colvcr. 
1  JESUS,  to  thee  I'll  look  and  pray, 
At  morn,  and  noon  and  even  ; 
Cast  ev'ry  weight  and  sin  away, 
And  gird  my  soul  for  heaven. 
In  all  my  pilgrimage  below, 

By  storms  and  tempests  driven. 
My  cross  I'll  bear,  my  ease  forego, 
Christ  is  my  pattern  given. 


HOLINESS    DEiSIRBD.  225 

2  If  dangers,  thronging  round  my  path 

E'er  fills  my  heart  with  fear. 
One  look  to  Christ  renews  my  faith, 

I  'm  safe,  for  he  is  near. 
The  faith  which  his  own  grace  begun, 

His  grace  will  still  complete  ; 
The  conquering  Jesus  has  a  throne. 

Where  all  his  saints  shall  sit. 

3  My  joy  shall  speed  the  heavenly  race, 

Till  I  the  prize  have  won  ; 
The  charms  that  shine  in  Jesus'  face. 

Inspire  me  as  I  run. 
Treasures  of  earth,  compar'd  with  thee, 

I  '11  count  but  worthless  dross  : 
Since  Jesus  has  a  crown  for  me, 

I  '11  glory  in  his  cross. 

272.    H.  M. 

1  NOW  whilst  I  try  my  heart 
By  Gou's  unerring  word, 
My  conscience  can  assert 

I  truly  fear  the  Lord  ; 
I  cannot  tread  the  paths  of  sin. 
I  long  for  holiness  within. 

2  Yes,  holiness  of  heart, 

I  would  more  largely  share  ; 

I  mourn  with  inward  smart. 

The  evils  that  are  there. 
I  hate  my  thoughts  because  they're  vain, 
I  would  from  ev'rv  sin  abstain. 
8* 


226  MY  father's  house. 

3  I  hate  this  wretched  pride, 
These  covetous  desires  ; 

I  'd  have  them  crucifi'd, 

For  God  my  heart  requires. 
Jesus,  do  thou  these  foes  subdue, 
O  make  me  more  sincere  and  true. 

4  I'd  live  alone  to  thee, 

I  love  t'  obey  thy  word, 

Well  pleas'd  that  thou  shouldst  be 

My  Saviour  and  my  Lord. 

To  thee  I  now  resign  my  heart. 

Renew  it,  Lord,  in  ev'ry  part. 

273.    8  &  6.    N.  Colver. 

1  MY  Father's  house,  my  Father's  house  ! 

Oh  !  there  is  rest  for  me  ; 
Mansions  of  rest,  on  cloudless  plains, 

I  soon  with  joy  shall  see. 
Surge  on,  thou  troubled  stream  of  life. 

Nor  spare  my  weary  soul  ; 
'  Your  noise,  and  rage,  and  hurrying  strife, 

But  speed  me  to  my  goal. 

2  My  Father's  house,  my  Father's  house, 

The  ones  I  love  are  there  ; 
Their  toils  are  o'er,  at  home  with  Christ, 

His  boundless  bliss  they  share. 
.  O,  how  I  long  to  reach  that  place 

Where  my  best  kindred  dwell, 
Where  I  shall  sing  among  the  rest, 

And  love  the  mansion  well. 


GOOD  THINGS  HONOR  CHKIST.  227 

My  Father's  house,  my  Father's  house, 

I  love  to  think  of  home, 
In  all  my  lonely  hours  of  night, 

While  here  on  earth  I  roam. 
Mansions  of  light,  of  peace,  of  love, 

Where  joy  eternal  reigns; 
Nor  storm,  nor  care,  nor  grief  is  known 

Throughout  those  blissful  plains. 
My  Father's  house,  my  Father's  house, 

Blest  Jesus,  thou  art  there  ; 
And  there  are  palms  and  crowns  for  those 

Who  love  his  cross  to  bear. 
Come,  death,  this  house  of  clay  dissolve. 

And  set  a  pris'ner  free  ; 
Haste,  angels,  bring  my  spirit  home, 

My  Father^s  house  to  see. 

274.    C.  M.    N.  Colver. 

DEAR  Saviour,  thou  art  all  in  all, 

My  hope  in  thee  I  find  ; 
The  only  portion  of  my  soul. 

The  comfort  of  my  mind. 
"  Moses  of  old"  is  only  good, 

Is  only  good  for  me  ; 
Because,  with  goats  and  bullocks'  blood. 

He  points  my  soul  to  thee. 
Inspired  tongues,  and  sacred  pens. 

Have  only  charms  for  me; 
Because  in  all  their  heavenly  strains, 

They  speak,  my  Lord,  of  thee. 


2*28  god's  word  not  bound, 

4  The  ordinances  of  thy  house 

Are  only  sweet  to  me, 
As  they  my  slumbering  passions  rouse, 
And  draw  my  soul  to  thee. 

5  My  duties  too,  are  only  sweet, 

Are  only  sweet  to  me, 
When  I  am  low  at  Jesus'  feet, 
And  hail  the  crown  on  thee. 

6  Dear  Jesus,  thou  hast  deign'd  to  save, 

O,  grant  thy  grace  to  me  ; 
And  then  with  all  the  powers  I  have, 
My  soul  shall  honor  thee. 

275.    c.  M.    N.  Colver. 

1  OFT  have  the  saints  been  sore  oppressed. 

With  prison  walls  around  ; 
But  still  this  joy  their  souls  possess'd, 
The  word  of  God  's  not  bound. 

2  Tyrants  and  kings,  and  mighty  foes, 

On  saints  have  often  frown'd  ; 
But  still  this  joy  their  cup  o'erflows, 
The  word  is  still  unbound. 

3  Their  feet  in  stocks,  their  hands  in  chains, 

Plave  often  times  been  found  ; 
But  still  they  sing  in  heavenly  strains. 
'*  The  word  is  still  unbound." 

4  Prophets  and  saints  in  every  clime, 

"  Perils"  and  **  deaths"  have  found  ; 
But  with  them  came  this  joy  sublime, 
That  Christ  cannot  be  bound. 


TRUSTING  IN  CHRIST.. ..THB  CROSS.  229 

5  And  when  the  rage  of  man  is  past, 
And  all  the  saints  are  crown'd, 
This  grief-born  song  of  joy  shall  last, 
'•.The  word  of  God  's  not  bound." 

276.    c.  P.  M. 

1  O  THOU,  who  hear'st  the  prayer  of  faith, 
Wilt  thou  not  save  a  soul  from  death, 

That  casts  itself  on  thee? 
I  have  no  refuge  of  my  own, 
But  fly  to  what  my  Lord  hath  done 

And  suffer'd  once  for  me. 

2  Slain  in  the  guilty  sinner's  stead, 
ilis  spotless  righteousness  I  plead, 

And  his  availing  blood  : 
That  righteousness  my  robe  shall  be, 
That  merit  shall  atone  for  me, 

And  bring  me  near  to  God. 

277.    c.  M. 

1  ASSIST  us,  Lord,  to  view  thy  cross, 

Where  all  our  griefs  were  borne  ; 
To  look  on  thee,  whom  we  have  pierc'd. 
To  look  on  thee,  and  mourn. 

2  While  thus  we  mourn,  we  would  rejoice, 

And,  as  thy  cross  we  see, 
Let  each  exclaim,  in  faith  and  hope, 
"  The  Saviour  died  for  me  !" 


230  THE  christian's  hope. 

278.    C.  M.    A.  Sntton. 

1  HAIL!  sweetest,  dearest  tie,  that  binds 

Our  glowing  hearts  in  one  ! 
Hail !  sacred  hope,  that  tunes  our  minds 
To  praise  the  living  Son  ! 
It  is  the  hope,  the  blissful  hope, 

Which  Jesus'  grace  has  given  ; 
The  hope,  when  days  and  years  are  past, 

We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  ; 
We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  last, 

We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  ; 
The  hope,  when  days  and  years  are  past, 
We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven, 

2  What  though  the  northern  wintry  blast 

Shall  howl  around  thy  cot? 
What  though  beneath  an  eastern  sun    , 

Be  cast  our  distant  lot? 
Yet  still  we  share  the  blissful  hope,  Slc. 

3  From  Burmah's  shores,  from  Afric's  strand. 

From  India's  burning  plain. 
From  Europe,  from  Columbia's  land. 

We  hope  to  meet  again. 
It  is  the  hope,  the  blissful  hope,  &c. 

4  No  lingering  look,  no  parting  sigh, 

Our  future  meeting  knows; 
There  friendship  beams  from  every  eye, 

And  hope  immortal  grows. 
O  sacred  hope,  O  blissful  hope,  &c. 


missionary's  farewell.  231 

279.    s,7&l4..    S.F.Smith. 

1  YES,  my  native  land,  1  love  thee; 

Ail  thy  scenes  I  love  them  well"; 
Friends,  connections,  haj)py  country ! 
Can  1  bid  you  all  farewell? 

Can  I  leave  you — 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 

2  Home  !  thy  joys  are  passing  lovely  ; 

Joys  no  stranger-heart  can  tell ! 

Happy  home  !  'tis  sure  I  love  thee  ! 

Can  I — can  I  say — Farewell? 

Can  I  leave  thee — 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 

3  Scenes  of  sacred  peace  and  pleasure, 

Holy  days  and  Sabbath  bell, 
Richest,  brightest,  sweetest  treasure  ! 
Can  I  say  a  last  farewell? 

Can  I  leave  you — 
Far  in  heathen  lands  do  dwell  ? 

4  Yes!  I  hasten  from  you  gladly, 

From  the  scenes  I  loved  so  well  ! 
Far  away,  ye  billows,  bear  me ; 
Lovely  native  land,  farewell !    • 

Pleased  I  leave  thee — 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 

5  In  the  deserts  let  me  labor. 

On  the  mountains  let  me  tell 
How  he  died — the  blessed  Saviour— 
To  redeem  a  world  from  hell  ! 


232  NEED  OP  WATCHFULNESS. 

Let  me  liasten, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 
6  Bear  me  on,  thou  restless  ocean ; 

Let  the  winds  my  canvass  swell — 
Heaves  my  heart  with  warm  emotion, 
While  1  go  far  hence  to  dwell. 

Glad  I  bid  thee, 
Native  land  ! — Farewell — Farewell! 

280.   c.  M. 

1  AWAKE,  my  drowsy  soul,  awake, 

And  view  the  threat'ning  scene  ; 
Legions  of  foes  encamp  thee  round, 
And  treachery  lurks  within. 

2  'Tis  not  this  mortal  life  alone 

These  enemies  assail ; 
All  thine  eternal  hopes  are  lost 
If  their  attempts  prevail. 

3  Now  to  the  work  of  God, awake; 

Thy  Master  never  sleeps, 
But  holds  thy  deeds  in  full  survey  : 
His  hand  the  record  keeps. 

4  That  awful  register  goes  on  ; 

The  account  will  surely  come, 
And  opening  day  or  closing  night 
May  leave  thee  to  thy  doom. 

5  Tremendous  thought !  how  it  should  urge 

My  soul  to  watch  and  pray  ; 
The  slumber  from  my  spirit  shake, 
And  onward  speed  my  way. 


SAINTS  IN  GLORY REIGN  OF  CHRIST.      233 

281.  c.  M. 

1  HOW  happy  are  the  souls  above, 

From  sin  and  sorrow  free  ! 
With  Jesus  they  are  now  at  rest, 
And  all  his  glory  see  ! 

2  "  Worthy  thn  Lamb,"  aloud  they  cfy, 

"  Who  brought  us  near  to  God  :" 
In  ceaseless  hymns  of  praise  they  shout 
The  virtue  of  his  blood. 

3  Sweet  gratitude  inspires  their  songs, 

Ambitious  to  proclaim, 
•Before  the  Father's  awful  throne, 
The  honors  of  the  Lamb. 

4  With  wondering  joy  they  recollect 

Their  fears  and  dangers  past; 
And  bless  the  wisdom,  power,  and  love, 
Which  brought  them  safe  at  last. 

5  Lord,  let  the  merit  of  thy  death 

To  me  be  likewise  given  ; 
And  I,  with  them,  will  shout  thy  praise 
Through  all  the  courts  of  heaven, 

282.  s.  M. 

1  O  LORD,  our  God,  arise, 
The  cause  of  truth  maintain; 

And  wide  o'er  all  the  peopled  world 
Extend  its  blessed  reign. 

2  Thou  Prince  of  life,  arise, 

Nor  let  thy  glory  cease  ;  ; 


234  UNIVERSAL   PRAISE  TO  JESUS. 

Far  spread  the  conquests  of  tliy  grace, 
And  bless  the  earth  with  peace. 

3  Thou  Holy  Ghost,  arise, 
Extend  thy  healing  wing, 

And  o'er  a  dark  and  ruined  world 
Let  light  and  order  spring. 

4  Let  all  on  earth  arise, 
To  God  the  Saviour  sing, 

From  shore  to  shore — from  earth  to  heaven ^ 
Let  echoing  anthems  riiig  ! 

283.    8s. 

1  YE  angels,  who  stand  round  the  throne, 
And  view  my  Immanuel's  face, 

In  rapturous  songs  make  him  known, 
Tune  all  your  soft  harps  to  his  praise. 

2  Ye  saints,  who  stand  nearer  than  they, 
And  cast  your  bright  crowns  at  his  feet, 
Plis  grace  and  his  glories  display. 

And  all  his  great  mercies  relate. 

3  He  snatched  you  from  hell  and  the  grave, 
He  ransom'd  from  death  and  despair. 
For  you  he  was  niighty  to  save. 
Almighty  to  bring  you  safe  there. 

4  Oh  when  will  the  blest  time  appear, 
When  I  shall  unite  in  your  song, 

r  m  weary  of  lingering  here, 
And  I  to  your  Saviour  belong. 


THE  MOUNT INVITATION.  235 

5  I'm  fettered  and  chained  up  in  clay, 
I  struggle  and  pant  lo  be  free; 

I  long  to  be  soaring  away, 

My  God  and  my  Saviour  to  see. 

6  I  want  to  put  on  my  attire. 

Wash'd  wliite  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb, 

1  want  to  be  one  of  his  choir, 

And  tune  my  sweet  harp  to  his  name. 

284.    12s  &  lis.    N.  Colvcr. 

1  COiME  away  to  the  mount,  all  resplendent  with  glory, 

See  Jesus  transligured,  lie  shines  like  the  sun  j 
List: — Klias,  and  Moses,  recoant  the  blest  story, 

Of  his  condict  with  death  and  of  victory  won. 
Hark  !  hark,  from  the  cloud  breaks  the  voice  of  Jehovah, 

What  music  and  majesty  blend  in  the  sound  ? 
''My  Son — my  beloved  !  your  l^-ince,  your  Messiah  ! 

Hear  him,  obey  him,  yield  iiim  homage  profound! 
Dear  Jesus,  we  hail  thee,  beloved  of  the  Father, 

And  joyful  we  yield  thee  our  homage  profound. 

2  And  though  we  may  not  always  dwell  on  the  mountain, 

Its  scenes  shall  inspire,  through  the  valley  below; 
We  will  drink  ot  the  streams,  till  we  come  to  the  fountain, 

Those  streams  ftom  the  death  smitten  rock  sweetly  flow. 
As  pilgrims  awhile  we  will  patiently  wander, 

VVliere  darkness  and  night  on  our  pathway  shall  lower, 
Till  the  morning  shall  break,  and  the  sun  in  its  grandeur, 

Hobed  in  splendor,  his  light  on  our  vision  shall  pour  j 
Then  Jksus.  we  '11  hail  thee,  in  glory  returning, 

We  "11  hail  thee,  and  dwell  on  the  mount  evermore, 

285,    c,  M. 

1   NOW  is  the  time,  th'  accepted  hour, 
O  sinners,  come  away  ; 
Tlie  Saviour's  knocking  at  your  door, 
Arise  without  delay. 


^6  LIVING  VS.  DEAD  FAITH. 

2  Oh  !  doa't  refuse  to  give  him  room, 

Lest  mercy  should  withdraw; 
He  '11  then  in  robes  of  vengeance  come. 
To  execute  his  law. 

3  Then  where,  poor  mortals,  will  you  be. 

If  destitute  of  grace, 
When  you  your  injur'd  Judge  shall  see, 
And  stand  before  his  face. 

4  Let  not  these  warnings  be  in  vain. 

But  lend  a  iist'ning  ear; 
Lest  you  should  meet  them  all  again, 
When  wrapt  in  keen  despair. 

•     286.    L.  M.    N.  Colver. 

1  THAT  faith,  which  hath  no  works,  is  dead, 
As  bodies,  when  the  soul  hath  fled; 

Fit  only  for  the  mouldering  urn, 
To  find  no  resurrection  morn. 

2  But  faith  decending  from  above. 

Is  that  which  sweetly  works  by  love  ; 
That  moves  the  heart,  and  moves  the  hand, 
To  scatter  blessings  through  the  land. 

3  Dead  faith  presumes  !  not  trusts  the  Lord  j  "" 
The  living  trusts,  and  keeps  his  word  ; 
Dead  faith,  no  generous  alms  bestows  ; 
The  living,  blesses  friends  and  foes. 

4  Lord,  purge  my  heart  from  faith  that 's  dead. 
Nor  let  my  soul  a  carcass  wed  ; 

To  me,  let  living  faith  be  given, 

That  works  on  earth,  and  soars  to  heaven. 


THE  CROSS PRAYER.  237 

28T.    s.  M.    IV.  Colvcr. 

1  WHAT  raptures  fill  the  mind, 
When  we  tlie  cross  can  view; 

We  hail  thee,  Lord,  as  strangely  kind. 
And  all  our  vows  renew. 

2  Like  showers  of  gentle  rain, 
He  sends  his  Spirit  down  ; 

Our  dying  graces  live  again, 
And  seeds  of  bliss  are  sown. 

3  The  spices  yield  perfume, 
When  dews  of  grace  are  given  ; 

The  plants  of  grace  are  all  in  bloom, 
And  fragrance  smells  to  heaven. 

4  Dear  Lord,  we  wait  for  thee; 
Our  spirits  pant  for  God  ;' 

Permit  us,  Lord,  thy  face  to  see  ; 
Come,  shed  thy  love  abroad. 

288.       U,12<S:,5.      Tune  Sweet  Home. 

1  WHEN  torn  is  the  bosom  by  sorrow  or  care, 
Be  it  ever  so  simple,  there  's  noliiing  like  prayer; 
It  eases,  soothes,  softens,  subdues,  yet  restrains, 
Gives  vigor  to  hope,  and  puts  passion  in  chains. 

Prayer,  prayer,  O  sweet  prayer, 
Be  it  ever  so  simple,  there's  nothing  like  prayer. 

2  When  far  from  the  friends  we  hold  dearest  we  part> 
What  fond  recollections  still  cling  to  the  heart  ; 
Past  converse,  past  scenes,  past  enjoyments  are  there, 
Oh!    how  hurtfully  pleasing,  till  hullowed  by  prayer. 

Prayer,  prayer,  O  sweet  prayer, 
Be  it  ever  so  simple,  there 's  nothing  like  prayer.  • 


238  PENITENCE. 

3  When  pleasure  would  woo  ns  from  piety's  arms, 
The  siren  sings  sweetly,  or  silently  charms, 
We  listen,  love,  loiter,  are  caught  in  the  snare  ; 
On  looking  to  Jesus  we  conquer  by  prayer. 

Prayer,  prayer,  O  sweet  prayer, 
Be  it  ever  so  simple,  there's  nothing  like  prayer. 

4  While'strangers  to  prayer,  we  are  strangers  to  bliss, 
HGaven  pours  its  full  streams  thro'  no  medium  but  this  j 
And  till  we  the  seraphs'  full  ecstacy  share, 

Our  chalice  of  joy  must  be  guarded  by  prayer. 

Prayer,  prayer,  O  sweet  prayer, 
Be  it  ever  so  simple,  there  's  nothinglike  prayer. 

289.   c.M. 

1  ALAS!  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ! 

And  did  my  Sovereign  die  ! 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  wretch  as  I  ! 

O,  the  Lamb,  the  loving  Lamb, 

The  Lamb  on  Calvary; 
The  Lamb  who  was  slain, 
Who  liveth  again. 
To  intercede  for  me. 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  have  done 

He  groan'd  upon  the  tree  ! 

Amazing  pity!  grace  unknown! 

And  love  beyond  degree  ! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in. 
When  God,  the  mighty  Saviour,  died 
For  man,  the  creature's  sin. 


ACCEPTABLE  SACRIFICE.  239 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 

While  his  dear  cross  appears; 

Dissolve  my  heart,  in  thankfulness, 

And  melt,  my  eyes,  in  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  tears  can  ne'er  repay 

'I'he  debt  of  love  I  owe  ; 
Here  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, 
My  soul  and  body  too. 

290.    L-  M. 

1  THOUGH  we  no  costly  offering  bring, 
'I'he  Lord  will  not  our  prayer  despise ; 
He'll  stoop  to  listen  while  we  sing, 
Nor  spurn  our  humble  notes  of  praise. 

2  Not  myrrh  fresh  dripping  from  the  tree, 
Nor  opening  flowers  in  dewy  morn, 

Such  fragrance  yields,  dear  Lord,  for  thee, 
As  when  our  grateful  passions  burn. 

3  The  broken  heart,  the  flowing  tear. 
The  budding  hope,  the  trembling  prayer. 
Far  richer  in  thy  sight  appear. 

Than  all  the  gems  that  monarchs  wear. 

291.    8s.    Happiness  only  with  Jesus. 

1  HOW  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours, 
When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see  ! 

Sweet  prospects,  sweet  birds  and  sweet  flowers 
Have  lost  all  their  sweetness  to  me. 

2  His  name  yields  the  sweetest  perfume, 
And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice; 


240  CHRIST  THE  WAY REVIVAL. 

His  presence  disperses  my  gloom, 
And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice. 
3  While  bless'd  with  a  sense  of  his  love, 
A  palace  a  toy  would  appear; 
And  prisons  would  palaces  prove, 
If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 

292.  c.  M. 

1  CHRIST  is  the  way  to  heavenly  bliss. 

And  Christ  the  only  door  ; 
My  soul,  pursue  no  way  but  this, 
For  this  alone  is  sure. 

2  'Tis  through  this  door,  and  this  alone. 

That  thou  art  led  to  God  ; 
Rest,  then,  on  what  thy  Lord  has  done. 
And  plead  his  precious  blood. 

3  This  door  will  lead  thee  safe  to  heaven, 

And  give  thee  entrance  in  ; 
Aud  God  will  own  thy  sins  forgiven, 
However  vile  they  've  been. 

293.  s.Ai. 

1  WHO  can  forbear  to  sing. 
Who  can  refuse  to  praise,  • 

When  Zion's  high,  celestial  King 
His  saving  power  displays? — 

2  When  sinners  at  his  feet, 
By  mercy  conquered,  fall  ; 

When  grace,  and  truth,  and  justice  meet, 
And  peace  unites  them  all? 


DELIGHT  IN  WORSHIP.  241 

Who  can  forbear  to  praise, 
When  angel-notes  prolong, 
O'er  sinners  turning  from  their  ways, 
The  high,  seraphic  song? 

294.    H.  M.     N.  Colver. 

O  !  HOW  I  love  the  place 

Where  saints  adoring  stand  ; 

Wlien  Jesus  shows  his  face 

Amid  the  social  band. 
His  grace  descends 
As  dews  distill 


On  Zion's  hill, 
And  praise  ascends. 


God's  word  is  sweet  and  good  ; 

What  pleasures  fill  the  mind  ! 

He  gives  us  heavenly  food  ; 

Our  Lord  is  strangely  kind  ! 
For  such  displays,       Our  spirits  burrt 
In  sweet  return  With  love  and  praise. 

295.    L.  M. 

GREAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim, 
Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest  ; 
The  glories  that  compose  thy  name 
Stand  all  enffa^'d  to  make  me  blest. 
Thou  great  and  good,  thou  just  and  wise, 
Thou  art  my  Father,  and  my  God  ; 
And  I  am  thine,  by  sacred  ties, 
Thy  son,  thy  servant,  bought  with  blood. 
With  early  feet  I  love  t'  appear 
Among  thy  saints,  and  eeek  thy  face  ; 


242  DEVOTIONAL  STANZAS. 

Oft  have  I  seen  thy  glory  there, 
And  felt  the  power  of  sov'reign  grace. 
4  1  'II  lift  my  hands,  I  Ml  raise  my  voice, 
While  1  have  breath  to  pray  or  praise  ; 
This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  remnant  of  my  days. 

296.    c.  M.    N.  Colver. 

1  JESUS,  how  charming  is  thy  name! 

How  rich  thy  mercies  are, 
When  spreads  from  heart  to  heart  the  flame 
In  social  praise  and  prayer ! 

2  How  do  our  mutual  joys  increase, 

How  fast  our  sorrow's  flee, 
When  we  our  mutual  thoughts  express. 
Our  mutual  thoughts  of  thee. 

207.    C.  M.    N.  Cokcr. 

1  O !  WHAT  a  rich  and  sacred  stream 

From  Jesus'  opening  side  ! 
O  !  what  a  precious  life  poured  forth, 
When  our  Immanuel  died  ! 

2  That  stream  redeemed  my  soul  from  death, 

And  wash'd  its  guilt  away  : 
Henceforth  let  praise  employ  my  breath. 
Now  and  eternally. 

298.    lo&ii. 

I  COME,  ye  disconsolate,  wliere'er  you  languish, 
Come,  at  the  shrine  of  God  fervently  kneel ; 


DEVOTIONAL  STANZAS.  243 

Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  here  tell  your  anguish  ; 
Earth  hath  no  sorrow  that  Heaven  cannot  heal. 

2  Joy  of  the  desolate,  light  of  the  straying-, 

Hope,  when  all  others  die,  fadeless  and  pure; 
Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  in  mercy  saying, 
"Earth  hath  no  sorrow  that  Heaven  cannot  cure." 

299.  C.  M.    N.  Colver. 

1  O  !  HOW  I  love  the  sacred  place 

Where  Christians  meet  to  pray; 
Here  Jesus  shows  his  lovely  face, 
And  here  my  soul  v/ould  stay. 

2  Rich  are  the  dews  of  heavenly  grace 

Distilling  from  above; 
Sweetly  it  tunes  our  tongues  to  praise, 
And  fills  our  hearts  with  love. 

300.  C.  M.    N.  Colver, 

1  LOW  at  thy  feet,  our  dearest  Lord, 

We  bow  and  worship  there ; 
We  bow  as  weeping  Mary  did, 
When  she  thy  voice  did  hear. 

2  Lord,  call  us  Mary — what  thou  wilt, 

But  let  us  know  thy  voice  ; 
'T  will  chase  our  sorrows,  dry  our  tears, 
And  make  our  hearts  rejoice. 

301.  C.  M.    N.  Colver. 
I  O !  WPIAT  a  feast  of  joy  divine, 

When  Jesus  is  our  guest ; 
His  presence  makes  the  water  wine, 
To  cheer  and  please  the  taste. 


244  DEVOTieNAL  STANZAS. 

2  There  's  none  of  all  the  joys  below 
That  can  with  Christ  compare ; 
He  makes  our  joys  like  rivers  flow, 
While  we  his  presence  share. 

302.  L-  M.    N.  Colver. 

1  LORD,  let  thy  Spirit  deign  to  stay, 
And  aid  us  while  we  praise  and  pray  ; 
May  we  that  sacred  union  know 
Which  gives  a  taste  of  heaven  below. 

2  O !  touch  our  lips  with  holy  fire, 
Our  passions  raise,  our  love  inspire, 
Our  ev'ry  thought  on  Jesus  turn, 
Make  every  heart  with  incense  burn. 

303.  I-  M.    N.  Colver. 

1  LET  those  who  love  the  Lord  rejoice, 
And  let  them  speak  their  joys  abroad; 
In  Jesus'  name  lift  up  the  voice; 
Proclaim  the  honors  of  your  God. 

2  He  bore  the  cross,  that  he  might  bless, 
And  put  on  us  a  starry  crown  ; 

Let  ev'ry  tongue  his  name  confess; 
And  make  his  grace  and  glory  known. 

304.     7  &,  6.     Hull. 
1   WHEN  souls  are  first  converted 
They  mount  on  wings  above; 
The  world  thinks  they  're  distracted, 
Because  they  're  filled  with  love. 


PARTING TEMPEllANCE.  245 

They  fly  from  ev'ry  evil, 

And  trust  in  God  alone ; 
They  long  to  get  to  heaven, 

Their  most  desired  home. 

305.    Ss.    N.  Colvcr. 

1  THE  time  of  departure  has  come  ; 
Our  social  communion  must  cease  ; 
While  each  shall  repair  to  his  home 
Dear  Jesus  continue  to  bless. 

Our  lingering  hearts  would  remain; 
A  charm  is  thrown  over  the  place ; 
In  parting  there  always  is  pain, 
But  now  intermingled  with  grace.   ■ 

2  So  felt  the  disciples  of  old, 

When  Jesus  they  could  not  detain  ; 

Assured  he  would  gather  his  fold 

In  mansions  of  bliss  to  remain. 

O  !  hasten,  dear  Lord,  that  blest  day, 

When  parting  no  more  shall  be  known, 

When  gathered,  forever  to  stay. 

We  '11  worship  and  gaze  on  thy  throne. 

306.    L.  M. 

1  GOD  of  our  mercies  !  thee  we  praise, 
To  thee  our  grateful  thanks  arise  ; 
Accept  our  thanks,  in  cheerful  lays, 
Our  joy,  and  worship,  sweetly  blend. 

2  Thy  grace  hath  wretched  drunkards  found, 
Cast  out  and  weltering  in  their  blood  ; 


246  *      CIVIL  FREEDOM. 

Now  from  their  tongues  doth  praise  resound, 
That  praisfe  belongs  to  thee,  O  God. 

8  Restor'd  to  virtue  by  thy  hand, 
The  father,  brother,  son,  arise  ; 
From  sin  and  wo,  reciaim'd  they  stand. 
And  swell  thy  praise  with  tearful  eyes. 

4  The  mother,  sister,  daughter,  too. 
With  tears  of  gratitude  and  praise, 
Behold  the  change,  and  now,  anew. 
Receive  their  friends  to  their  embrace. 

5  Thanks,  thanks  to  thee,  O  God,  we  give, 
What  better  tribute  can  we  pay  '? 
'Tis  on  thy  bounties  that  we  live. 
We  praise  thee  for  this  new  display. 

SOT.    ^s- 

1  nOLY  Father,  God  of  love, 
Send  thy  Spirit  from  above  ; 
While  thy  praise  we  sweetly  sing. 
We  our  supplication  bring. 

2  For  the  burdened  slave  we  mourn, 
Joy  to  his  sad  heart  return  ; 
For  the  weary  souls  opprest, 
We  emplore  thy  peace  and  rest. 

3  See  his  burden,  hear  his  cries; 
In  thy  gracious  love  arise  ; 
Rend  his  fetters,  set  him  free, 
Break  the  yoke  of  tyranny. 


CIVIL  FREEDOM.  247 

4  Then  his  thankful  voice  shall  raise 
Songs  to  thee,  of  grateful  praise  ; 
Thy  great  love  shall  be  his  theme, 
lie  shall  own  the  Lord  supreme. 

308.    i-  M.   N.  Colver. 

I  JESUS,  we  bow  before  thy  throne  ; 
Thy  bowels  melt  with  tenderness  ; 
Hear  thou  the  helpless  captives  groan, 
His  grief,  let  Mercy's  hand  redress. 
Hast  thou  not  taught  our  hearts  to  burn — 
Our  eyes  with  tears  to  overflow  ; 
When  sufiT'ring  fellow  creatures  mourn, 
When  others  drink  the  cup  of  wo  1 
And  wilt  thou  not  our  voice  regard, 
When  we  for  sighing  bondmen  pray  ? 
Shall  such  petitions  be  unheard 
By  Him,  who  pra}ed  on  Calvary  ? 
Tyrants  may  mock  our  flowing  tears, 
And  our  petitions  proudly  spurn  ; 
But  let  them  know  Jehovah  hears, 
Nor  let  our  prayer  in  vain,  return. 

3  God's  hand  shall  break  th'  oppressor's  yoke, 
And  ransomed  millions  shout,  Amen  ; 
While  tyrants  tremble  at  the  stroke. 
Heaven  smiles  ;   and  freedom  lives  again. 
Salvation's  stream  that  erst  was  staid, 
Shall  onward  roll  its  waters  free  : 
Where  slavery  spreads  its  dismal  shade, 
Shall  wake  the  soncr  of  Jubilee. 


248  CrVIL  FREEDOM. 

309.    L-  M. 

1  FROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ; 

Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Through  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue. 

2  Ride  on  victorious,  Prince  of  peace, 
Th'  oppressor  bow,  the  slave  release  ; 
Nor  in  thy  glorious  progress  rest. 
Till  all  the  sons  of  wo  are  blest. 

3  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord, 
Eternal  truth  attend  thy  word  ; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore. 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

310.    S.  xM.    N.  Colver. 

1  LORD  of  the  poor  oppress'd. 
To  thee  our  prayers  ascend, 

Of  boundless  power  thou  art  possess'd, 
Thy  pow'r  and  mercy  blend. 

2  Hear  thou  the  captive's  wail, 
His  cup  o'erflows  with  grief; 

O  let  his  sigiis  and  tears  prevail  ; 
Let  mercy  bring  relief. 
\i       Obdurate  tyrants  scorn, 
Nor  heed  their  rising  wo, 
And  while  crush'd  millions  bleed  and  mourrl 
Their  hearts  no  pity  know. 
4       Arise,  O  God,  arise, 

Break,  break  the  tyrant's  rod  ; 


CIVIL   TREEDOAf.  249 

The  proud  oppressor's  pow'r  despise, 
Reveal  llie  captive's  Gou. 

5       Proclaim  the  jubilee, 
Sweet  music  to  his  ear  ; 
Tiiat  hand  which  sets  the  bondman  free, 
Shall  dry  the  mourner's  tear. 

311.    L-M.      N.  Colvcr. 

1  "AWAKE,  my  people  !"  saith  your  God  ! 
"  Your  brother's  blood  the  land  profanes  !" 
O  !  sanction  not  the'oppressor's  rod, 

Nor  bend  your  spirits  to  his  chains. 

2  *'  With  breaking  heart  and  tortur'd  nerve. 
Your  broiher  drains  the  bitter  cup. 
Now,  in  the  name  of  him  ye  serve, 

The  living  God  of  hosts,  come  up  !" 

i\  Dumb  in  his  grief,  his  voice  is  still. 
Arise,  your  brother's  cause  to  plead  ; 
Let  faith  each  fervent  bosom  fill, 
While  for  the  slave  ye  intercede. 

4  Rest  not,  nor  give  Jehovah  rest, 

Till  his  riojht  hand  relief  shall  brinnr  • 
Till  all  the  sons  of  wo  are  bless't, 
Till  every  captive  heart  shall  sing  ; 

5  Till  slavery's  chain,  and  slavery's  sighs, 
And  slavery's  groans  are  known  no  more  ; 
Till  all  beneath  the  bending  skies, 
Joyful,  shall  freedom'.s  God  adore. 


250  CIVIL  FREEDOM. 

312.   8,r&4. 

1  HARK  !  the  wail — the  voice  of  anguish, 

In  our  highly  favor'd  land  ; 
Brethren  dooni'd  in  chains  to  languish, 
Lift  to  heaven  th'  fetter'd  hand  ; 

And  despairing, 
Deatli  to  end  their  grief,  demand. 

2  Let  us  raise  onr  supplication 

For  the  scourg'd  and  fetter'd  slave  ; 
All  whose  life  is  desolation, 

All  whose  hope  is  in  the  grave. 

God  of  mercy, 
From  thy  throne,  O  hear,  and  save. 

3  Those  in  honds,  we  would  remember. 

Lord,  our  hands  with  theirs  are  bound  ; 
With  each  helpless,  suff 'ring  member, 
Let  our  sympathies  be  found, 

Till  our  labors 
Spread  the  smile  of  freedom  round. 

4  From  thy  throne  the  word  is  spoken, 

*'  Tyrant's  cruel  power  must  cease  ; 
From  the  slave,  the  chain  be  broken, 
Captives  hail  the  kind  release:" 

Then  in  sj)lendor 
Christ  shall  reign,  the  Prince  of  peace  ! 

313.     6&4. 

1  ROLL  on,  thou  joyful  day. 
When  tyranny's  proud  sway. 
Stern  as  the  grave. 


DAY  OF  JUDGMENT.  251 

Shall  to  the  ground  be  hurl'd  ; 
And  freedom's  tlag  unfurl'd, 
fSliall  wave  throughout  the  world, 
O'er  ev'ry  slave. 

2  Trump  of  glad  jubilee, 
Echo  o'er  land  and  sea, 

Freedom  for  all. 
Let  the  glad  tidings  fly, 
And  ev'ry  tribe  reply, 
Glory  to  God  on  high, 

At  slavery's  fall. 

3  Free,  too,  the  captive  mind, 
By  darkness  long  confin'd 

In  slavery's  night. 
The  Saviour's  reign  extend, 
Virtue  with  freedom  blend, 
And  full  salvation  send, 

With  freedom's  light. 

314.    11  &  5. 

WHEN  the  fierce  north  wind,  with  its  airy  forces, 

Rears  up  the  Baltic  to  a  foaming  fury, 

And  the  red  lightning,  with  a  storm  of  hail,  comes 

Rushing  amain  down  ; 
How  the  poor  sailors  stand  amazed  and  tremble  ! 
While  the  hoarse  thunder,  like  the  martial  trumpet, 
Roars  a  fierce  onset  to  the  gaping  waters, 

Quick  to  devour  them. 
Such  shall  the  noise  be,  and  the  wild  disorder, 
(If  things  eternal  may  be  like  these  earthly) — 
Such  the  dire  terror,  when  the  great  archangel 

Shakes  the  creation, 


252 


TABLE  TO  ArrEKDTX, 


Tears  the  strong"  pillars  of  the  vault  of  heaven  ; 
Breaks  up  old  marble,  the  repose  of  princes ; 
While  the  dread  summons  tiiunders  through  death's 

"Come  all  to  Judgement."     [caverns, 
See  the  sky  parting,  and  the  Judge  descending! 
Now  let  our  praises  all  arise  to  Jesus  ; 
How  he  sits  God-like !  and  the  saints  around  him 

Thron'd  yet  adoring. 
Oh,  may  I  sit  there,  when  he  comes  triumphant, 
Dooming  the  nations  !  then  ascend  to  glory, 
While  our  hosannas  all  along  the  passage, 

Shout  the  Redeemer. 


TABLE  TO  THE  APPENDIX. 


Adieu,  ye  soft  scenes,  268 
Alas!  and  did  my  Savior  289 
Assist  us.  Lord,  to  277 

Awake,  my  drowsy  soul. 280 
Awake,  my  people  !  311 

Christ  is  the  way  to  292 
Come  away  to  the  284 

Come,  ye  disconsolate,  298 
Dear  Saviour,  thou  art  274 
From  all  that  dwell  309 
God  of  our  mercies  !  300 
Great  God,  indulae  my  295 
Hail !  sweetest,  dearest  278 
Hark!  the  wail— the  312 
Holy  Father,  God  of  307 
How  happy  are  the  souls  28  ! 
How  tedious  and  taste  291 
Jesus,  how  cliarming  is  296 
Jesus,  to  thee  I  'H  look  271 
Jesus,  we  bow  before  808 
Let  those  who  love  the  303 
Lord,  let  thy  Spirit  302 

Lord  of  the  poor  310 

Low  at  thv  feet,  our        300 


My  Father's  house,  my  273 
Now  is  the  time,  the  285 
.Vow  whilst  I  try  my  272 
Oft  have  the  saints  been  275 
O  !  how  I  love  the  place  294 
O!  how  I  love  the  sacred  299 
O  Lord,  our  God,  arise,  282 
O  thou,  who  hear'st  the  276 
O  !  wliat  a  rich  and  297 

O  !  what  a  feast  of  joy  301 
Roll  on,  thou  joyful  day. 31  3 
Since  man  by  sin  has  267 
That  faith,  which  hath  266 
The  greatness  for  which  270. 
7'he  time  of  departure  SC5 
There  is  a  place  of  269 

Though  we  no  costly  290- 
What  raptures  fill  the  287 
W-hen  torn  is  the  bosom  288 
When  souls  are  first  304 
When  the  fierce  north  314 
Who  can  forbear  to  sing  293 
Ye  angels,  who  stand  28tJ 
Yes.  tny  native  land,  I     279 


>^^x. 


^^^v 


t^^^- 


